2 comments/ 10708 views/ 6 favorites Keeping Him Pure Ch. 02 By: Cinnyperez Ally's mind was still spinning almost out of control as she walked back to her house from her boyfriend's house. The sound of frozen snow being crunched beneath her feet was loud in her head but she didn't hear it. Her own thoughts were too loud. The short driveway in front of her house was thankfully empty when she got home which meant her mom was still at work. Ally needed some time alone to decompress. She walked inside and immediately headed for her room, kicking off her snow boots and peeling off her 'church dress' as she went. She unhooked her bra and stepped out of her panties and left them on her bedroom floor as she fell face first onto her bed. What a day. ----- Several hours ago she had left home for her boyfriend Benny's house, unsure how the evening would go. On her previous trip to his house, his mom had caught her lifting her dress and flashing Benny. At the time, Ally wasn't sure she'd ever be invited back. But she had been. When she got to their house earlier tonight, everything had seemed to have been forgotten. Ally was able to relax a little, that is, until Benny's mom came out of the kitchen. She stated that she needed to go to the store and had volunteered Ally to go with her. They rode out to the store with Benny's younger brother Matt and everything had seemed fine until Benny's mom pulled up to a traffic light. Matt was busy singing along to the radio and didn't notice Benny's mom suddenly lunge across the two front seats and grab Ally's pussy through her dress. She scolded Ally about the flashing incident which had taken place at their house during her last visit and told her, in no uncertain terms, to keep her pussy under control and keep her hands off of Benny. ----- Ally rolled onto her side on her bed and pulled her knees up to her substantial chest. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and tried to clear her mind enough to drift off to sleep. Ten minutes later she was still trying to keep her mind off of the evening's events. ----- Benny's mom completed the drive to the store and went inside with Matt. Ally stayed in the minivan and spent the next several minutes trying to wrap her mind around what had just happened and regain her composure. When Benny's mom and Matt got back to the van, she realized she had forgotten to buy an item in the store and sent Matt back inside. As the two women sat alone in the van, Benny's mom questioned Ally again about her ability to keep her behavior decent once they got back to the house. Unconvinced with Ally's response, she had shoved her hand into Ally's panties and proceeded to finger her. Ally had been obviously shocked by the action but ended up giving in to the sensation and found herself grinding against the older woman's fingers as she came all over them. They managed to clean up just before Matt came back from the store and the trio went back to the house to finish preparing for dinner. The dinner itself went without a hitch as best as Ally could remember it. Her mind was nowhere near the dinner table during the evening. Before she knew it, dinner was over and she was walking back home. ----- When Ally's mind had sufficiently replayed the events of the evening, she was finally able to drift off to sleep. When she awoke, her mind immediately snapped back to the night before. There was a slight tingling sensation between her legs but she also had an overwhelming desire to bathe in a tub of rubbing alcohol and scrub herself everywhere Benny's mom had touched her. She jumped off her bed and darted for the bathroom. Ally abandoned the alcohol idea, imagining how much it would burn. And then there was the thought of her spending the day smelling like isopropyl alcohol. She ended up settling for simple soap and water and cranked the shower on. She stepped in and rolled the knob for hot water, letting the temperature rise as high as she could take. Her face contorted and her muscles tensed as she resisted the urge to dial back the heat. Once she was sure she could survive the shower, she emptied nearly a quarter of her remaining 'Neutrogena' body wash into her hands and over her body. The gel felt cool against her skin and was a welcome relief from the scalding water. She smeared the soap around her face, deeply inhaling its fruity aroma, and down her chest. She lingered a moment as her palms brushed over her dark nipples. She pressed her fingers into her fleshy globes. Her hands continued down over her stomach and below her waist. She began to scrub in earnest as her fingers slipped over her mound. She grabbed her loofah and slathered it in soap and ran it over her lips. Making gentle motions, she worked it top to bottom, finally feeling some relief and feeling a little less dirty and violated. As she cleaned herself, she got a sudden mental image of herself spread eagle in the front seat of Benny's mom's minivan. A small knot of disgust developed in the pit of her stomach and yet, even as she felt it, one of her hands was traveling back up her stomach to cup one of her breasts. Her other hand was still moving between her legs but without realizing it, the loofah had fallen out of her hand and her bare fingers were now rubbing the soap over her pussy lips. She moved her hand in a circular motion just below her clit, funneling the shower's hot water against it. She gently ran a finger over it and her knees buckled slightly at the touch. She was rhythmically squeezing her slick breast and brushing her hard nipple as she did so. Every few squeezes or so, she'd take the nipple between her index finger and thumb and roll it while gently pinching it. Ally threw her head back, letting the shower water rain into her face. She opened her mouth and took in a mouthful of water before spitting it back out over her lips. As she did this, she parted her other lips and dipped a finger between them. She began to work the finger in and out of her pussy while using her thumb to continue making circles just below her clitoris. Ally bent her knees as she began to ride her own hand. The sound of the water falling into the tub began to splash in time with her movement. Ally's breathing increased and she found it a little harder to breathe as she inhaled the hot steam. She increased the speed of her finger as she sawed it in and out of her hot pussy, which now felt hotter than the water from the shower. Her hands were alternating from one breast to the other, pinching each hard nipple before returning to the other. Somewhere in the distance she thought she heard a voice calling her name but she was too close now. She sucked in and spat out another mouthful of water from the shower head as she curled her finger between her soft lips and worked her palm against her clit. Her toes clenched and for a moment she thought she was going to lose her balance. "Ally!" she heard her mom call from outside the bathroom door. "No, not now, go away," Ally thought as her hand became a blur on her pussy. She placed one foot onto the edge of the shower tub, now too preoccupied to be concerned with the risk of falling. She leaned forward, trying to pull her whole body into the fire that was beginning to engulf her. "Ally!" her mom called again and knocked on the door. Ally ignored her as she released her tender nipple and used that hand to stroke her clit. She furiously pumped two fingers from her other hand in and out of her spasming pussy. Knowing her mom was right outside the door, Ally bit down on her tongue to avoid screaming out loud as she came. The shower's water now felt oddly cool compared to the heat that was now surging throughout her body. She leaned further forward and tried to balance herself by putting her forehead against the tiled shower wall as her legs shook uncontrollably and felt unsteady. She continued to ride out her orgasm and didn't lower her foot from the edge of the tub until the last wave had rolled down her spine. Confident that she was no longer in danger of falling, she stood back from the wall and stood straight up. She once again turned her face into the shower stream and basked in the glow of her orgasm, her chest heaving. She was interrupted by the thumping on the door. "Ally are you ok in there?" her mom asked, still standing outside the door and sounding concerned. "Uhh yeah I'm fine," Ally replied quickly, shutting off the water. She stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel and gave herself a quick once over before cracking open the door. "Hey mom, what's up?" she said. Her mom frowned at her, looking through the door at her. "What happened to your skin?" Ally looked down at herself and noticed several splotches where her skin had reddened from the hot water. "I'm not sure," Ally said, thinking fast. "One minute the water was warm and the next it was scalding." Her mom continued to frown, "Well, I'll call a plumber from work. I'm leaving soon, do you want me to make you anything?" "No I'll find something later," Ally replied. "Ok," her mom said at last and walked away. Ally went back to drying herself off and dressed in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. She went into the living room and curled up on the sofa. The snowstorm had passed but it was still cold outside and she was content to spend the day vegging in front of the tv. Her mom kissed her on the forehead before she went out the door to work. Ally's parents had separated so many years ago that it seemed like a divorce. They just never went all the way through with it. In the beginning, Ally spent some weekends with her father but those weekends became fewer and further between until there weren't any. Even after that, her father would occasionally still visit the house but those too became scarce. Ally's mom had been working as a secretary when her parents split up and was taking classes at the community college. With the single income, she was forced to drop the classes and started working a part time retail job. "I'll be home late, don't wait up," Ally's mom said as she left. Ally spent the afternoon lazily flipping from one movie to the next until her eyelids became too heavy to keep open. She paused the DVR in the middle of 'Mean Girls', planning to pick it up when she woke up. She rolled over on the couch and closed her eyes, wishing she had a blanket. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep but reached out blindly, her eyes still closed, swatting for her alarm clock. The sound finally stopped and Ally stretched herself out. She cracked her eyelids and was momentarily blinded by the sunlight filtering through her blinds. She was late for school! She leapt from her bed and ran down the hall to the bathroom. After quickly washing off and getting herself together, she ran back to her room. Rummaging through her closet, she found a dark red sweater and a pair of blue jeans and slipped them on after stepping into a pair of panties and hooking her bra. She grabbed her bookbag and sprinted to the front door. As she passed through the living room, she noticed her mom parked in front of the tv, cackling loudly at whatever she was watching. It was an odd sight because her mom was always either already gone when Ally left for school or heading out along with Ally. "Mom!" she called, trying to be heard over the tv. "Don't you have to be at work?" Her mom didn't answer and continued guffawing at whatever had her attention on the tv. Ally didn't have time and went out the door shaking her head. The sky was dark and it looked like rain might pour out of the clouds any moment. Ally ran to the end of the block, hopeful that the school bus hadn't already come. When she got to the corner and didn't see her boyfriend Benny or his brother Matt, she knew she was running late. The wind picked up and the air felt cool against her legs. She looked down and was horrified to find that she wasn't wearing any pants. She immediately dropped to the ground, trying to hide her semi-nakedness. "How could she have left the house without any pants?" she wondered. She cringed as she considered that could've been the reason her mom was laughing. Ally stooped at the edge of a wooden fence trying to figure out what to do. She spotted a string of clothesline in the yard across the street. From a distance she could make out a couple bras, a man's dress suit, an oversized set of...clown pants? None of the clothes seemed to be anything useful to her. Ally continued examining the line as she eyed more articles of clothing until she spotted them. Yes! A pair of blue jeans and they appeared to be just her size. Ally looked left and right to make sure no one was coming and darted across the street to the clothes. She took a quick glance at the house behind the clothesline and, seeing no one, yanked the jeans down from the line. They indeed did fit her perfectly. She swung her bookbag onto both shoulders and began jogging in the direction of school. Ally didn't consider herself to be much of an athlete these days, despite having been a soccer and softball player when she was younger. Even still, as she ran down the sidewalk, she found her stride full and easy. Each step made her feel as though she was gliding on air. And when she thought about it, even her breathing was easy. It felt like she wasn't even breathing at all. The sun was breaking through the clouds and Ally tipped her head back. She closed her eyes and allowed the warm rays of the morning sun to splash over her face as she ran. When she opened them, she was running down the sidewalk towards the front of her school. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" came the sound from the warning bell as she stepped into the school. Ally clapped her hands together and grinned. She had made it to school on time but only had five more minutes to make it to class before first period started. Ally ran down the hall past the main office, not caring if anyone yelled at her about running in the halls. The hallway was thankfully deserted, allowing her to quickly make it to the stairway that would take her up to her first class. She bounded the stairs two at a time and busted through the door at the top of the stairs, crashing directly into her boyfriend Benny. The two of them lost their balance but Benny reacted quickly and was strong enough to grab her and keep them both on their feet. "You missed the bus!" he said, still holding her by the arms. "Yeah, I don't know what happened, I must've overslept," she said. Ally's classroom was a mere three doors down from where they were but her mind was no longer focused on getting there. Benny hadn't let her arms go and she stood, gazing into his eyes as he held her close. His warm brown eyes stayed locked on hers. Benny let her arms go but before Ally had a chance to be disappointed, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in close. His head tilted slightly as he pressed his lips against hers. She loved when they were able to sneak kisses like this. The only place they had ever been able to was at school and even then, they always had to be mindful of Benny's bratty brother Matt. Ally wrapped her own arms around Benny's back and stepped in closer to him, feeling her breasts press against his chest. She parted her lips and tentatively stroked it across Benny's lower lip. He responded by opening his own mouth. Ally forced her tongue into his mouth, rolling it over his. She was dizzy with passion. She whimpered softly when she felt his hands slide down her waist and grab her butt. Their tongues danced against each other as she felt Benny squeeze her cheeks. Ally dug her fingertips into Benny's back. She felt like she was swallowing his mouth. She needed to feel him. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" came the sound of the bell, signaling the start of first period. "Oh no," Benny groaned as he broke the kiss. Class was still the furthest thing from Ally's mind. "Well, since we're already late, we might as well enjoy the moment," Ally said. "Better never than late," she added, misquoting her first period teacher. Benny still had his head turned, glancing down the hallway. Ally was unable to meet his lips so she gingerly kissed the skin on his exposed neck. His moans urged her to continue and she responded by tracing a line of kisses up his neck to his earlobe. Ally noticed Benny close his eyes and felt his hands leave her butt and travel under the back of her sweater. She gently bit down on his neck as she felt his warm hands on her lower back. The skin to skin contact was electric and Ally could feel a spark between her legs. She ran her tongue over Benny's earlobe and then back down his neck, tracing the path she had just kissed. Ally squirmed in Benny's arms as he ran his fingertips up and down her spine. His fingers would stop at the waist of her jeans and run over the small of her back until it reached the edge of her bra. She wanted to feel his hands all over her. With some force, Ally sucked Benny's skin in between her lips and rapidly flicked her tongue over it. As she did so, she quickly moved her hands from his back to her own back and deftly unhooked her bra. "Hey what are you--," Benny gasped. When his mouth was open, Ally put her own open mouth against his and cut him off with a deep kiss. Their tongues skipped over one another. Ally relished the feel of Benny's fingers as they now traveled up her back to where her bra had been. Her entire torso felt tingly all over. When his fingers reached the back of her neck, she moaned into his mouth. The spark that had started between her legs was now a full fledged thunderstorm. His fingers traced small circles along the back of her neck and Ally's body shook like a leaf. The sound of footsteps coming from down the hall around the corner caused the two of them to push each other away. Benny had a panicked look on his face. Ally needed more. The footsteps grew closer. Ally grabbed Benny by the wrist and pulled him in the opposite direction. They ran until they reached the door of the boy's bathroom. Benny started to voice a protest but Ally pushed him through the door. She dashed through the door behind him, glancing down the hall in the direction of the approaching footsteps. It was Benny's brother Matt. Ally cursed under her breath as she ducked through the doorway and the bathroom door swung shut behind her. She hushed Benny as he started to say something. The sound of the footsteps grew louder and louder. Ally turned around and quickly scanned the bathroom. To her amazement, none of the stalls had doors. In fact, there were no stalls at all. There was a row of white porcelain sinks anchored into the wall. Across the room from them was a matching row of white porcelain toilets. There was nowhere to hide. Closer and closer the steps came. Her heart was beating so loudly she knew Matt would be able to hear it outside. Ally stepped back from the door, waiting for Matt to swing it open and bust her and Benny. The steps stopped outside the door. Ally, on the verge of screaming, clasped her hands in front of her mouth. After a moment, the footsteps started again, and continued away from the bathroom door. She was still standing unmoved and listening to the foot falls when Benny wrapped his arms around her from behind. She let out a gasp when he leaned down and kissed the side of her neck. Ally closed her eyes and tipped her head to the side, allowing Benny more access. Benny held her tighter and she leaned back against his chest. Her whole body shuddered and she bit down on her lower lip when he kissed the back of her neck. She grabbed his hands and moved them under the front of her sweater to her still unhooked bra. It gave no resistance as she moved Benny's hands up and put them on her bare breasts. With no urging from her, he began squeezing and kneading the supple flesh. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 02 Ally ground her butt into the front of Benny's pants, not surprised to feel a hardness there. She worked her ass against his hard cock and swiveled her hips in time with his hands as they caressed her tits. Ally could feel herself soaking her panties as Benny continued to kiss and gently suck on the back of her neck. She quietly cried out when he pinched her nipples a little too roughly. He reduced the pressure and lightly stroked the hard nubs. She ground more urgently against him. She needed it. As if reading her mind, Benny broke his mouth's contact with her neck. "We don't have much time." Ally grabbed her belt and quickly undid it and unbuttoned her jeans. She started to slide them down over her hips when Benny grabbed her arm. "We don't have enough time before you have to go," he said. Ally thought it was an odd phrase considering they were both late for class. "Please, I need you," she said as she turned to face him. She reached forward and grabbed his dick through his slacks. Even through the material she could feel its heat. "You have to go soon," Benny said. Ally looked down as she began to slowly stroke him through his pants. The fabric slid smoothly back and forth over him. "You'll have to go any minute," he said. Ally frowned and ignored him. A little time was better than no time. Her mind was made up. "I need to taste it," she said, her voice sounding scratchy and coming out as barely a whisper. She let go of his cock and unbuckled his pants. Before he could say a word, she slipped her fingers into his underwear and grabbed. She pulled them down along with Benny's pants as she knelt on the floor. The ceramic tiles were cool against her exposed knees. Benny's cock sprang into view and Ally licked her lips at the sight of it. The head was thick and a drop of precum hung from the tip. The angry purple of the head was in slight contrast to the light skin of his equally thick shaft. His balls were tight beneath the base of his cock and sparsely covered in brown hair. Ally couldn't wait a moment longer and wrapped a hand around his base. She pointed his cock upward and, leaning forward, ran her tongue from the base to the tip. She grinned when Benny yelped. "Ohhhhhh!" he cried out and grabbed a handful of Ally's dark hair. Benny's precum tasted slightly salty as Ally swirled her tongue around the tip. She flicked her tongue quickly over the top of his head and felt him grip her hair tighter. She angled his cock downward and ran her tongue over the top of his shaft until it reached the base and then ran it back to his head. Ally parted her knees and put her free hand against the front of her panties. She could feel the dampness of her pussy juice through her panties as she ran her fingers over them. Her body trembled as she slowly massaged her pussy through the material. She moaned as she worked the soggy clothing back and forth. Benny now had both hands full of Ally's hair as she took his head between her lips and into her mouth. She only slipped the head just past her lips and swirled her tongue around it. She felt his body shake. "Oh, oh, oh my..." Benny trailed off. She lowered her head slowly, snaking her tongue back and forth as she went. Although he was thick, his dick wasn't overly long and Ally removed her hand from its base and continued lowering her head until she felt the tickle of hair against her lips. Just as slowly as she had gone down, she slid her lips back up his shaft until only the head was still in her mouth. The whole time her tongue never stopped moving. And neither did her fingers. She had worked her panties to the side and was working two fingers up and down her slit. It was hot to the touch. Her juice was slippery along her fingertips. She moaned on Benny's cock head as she smeared pussy juice over her clit and lightly stroked it. Ally lowered her head down Benny's shaft again and brought it back to the top. She repeated it several more times. Every time she licked the tip, she felt him tightly grip her hair. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" rang the school bell somewhere in the distance. "I...uhn...told you...you...uhn...had to go soon," Benny said through gritted teeth. Ally took her mouth off of his cock just long enough to say, "It's just the start of homeroom, we have ten more minutes." His cock was shiny with her saliva and glowed under the bathroom lights. Ally put him back in her mouth and bobbed her head more quickly as she ran her fingers through her pussy lips. Her fingers were soaked. She wanted to cum badly but wanted to draw this out as long as possible. The sound of her slurping his cock filled the bathroom as her mouth ran over his head and down his shaft. Quicker and quicker. Benny groaned. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" again. "That wasn't ten minutes" Ally thought, losing focus on the task at hand. She felt Benny's cock twitch and before she knew it, she felt his salty cum shoot across her tongue and splash against the back of her throat. Gagging, she pulled back in time for the second shot to hit her between her nose and upper lip. She fell back onto her butt as Benny's cock continued to shoot. Several large spurts arced into the air and Ally watched in awe as they splattered against her sweater and jeans. She still hadn't taken her hand from between her legs and a shot landed on her forearm. It felt warm. Benny finally stopped cumming but he was still hard. Ally considered the idea of using it to finish herself off. She rolled onto her knees and started to sit forward. She reached out for it. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" "What the hell?" Ally thought. "I told you you had to go," Benny said smiling. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" the phone sounded on the end table behind Ally's head. Her eyes flew open. "Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep! Beedeedeedeep!" the phone cordless phone chimed again. Ally looked around her living room. 'Mean Girls' was still frozen on the tv. Her hand was inside her sweatpants. She pulled it out and sat up on the couch. She shook her head trying to clear it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened them and reached for the phone. "Hello," she said, not bothering to look at the Caller ID. "Hi Alejandra, did I wake you?" Benny's mom said on the other end. "No, I was just watching some tv," Ally replied, her heart skipping a beat as she recognized the voice. She turned and stared at the image of Lindsay Lohan and Daniel Franzese on the screen. "Oh, well I tried calling earlier. I was calling to invite you to Easter service with us on Sunday," Benny's mom said. Ally remained silent for a moment. She normally jumped at every opportunity to visit Benny's house. Things had changed remarkably since her last visit. She clawed at her sweatpants and bunched up the material in her hand. "Actually it's a two part invitation," Benny's mom said. "If you accept the invitation to church on Sunday, I was also going to invite you to go shopping with me tonight for a new dress to wear." Ally's mind raced back to the last time the two of them were together. "I uhh--," she stuttered. "It'll be fun," Benny's mom said with that sugary tone she often got. It was probably the same one she used when she taught Sunday school. "Just a girls night out for the two of us." That was what Ally was afraid of. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 03 Ally's feet felt heavy as she approached the white picket fence surrounding her boyfriend Benny's house. Benny's mom had called her earlier in the day and invited her to join them on Sunday for Easter church service. Benny's mom had made an additional offer: that she buy Ally a new dress for the service. To Ally's horror, Benny's mom had insisted that it would be a "fun...girl's night out." Ally's heart skipped a beat as she thought back to the wild incident that had happened between her and the older woman. Ally hesitated a moment a moment before rapping lightly on the door. She didn't even want to face Benny's mom let alone spend an evening with her. Moments passed and no one answered the door. She started to knock again, more loudly, but paused. Ally turned and eyed the empty street. She was weighing the idea of making a run for it when the door opened. Benny's brother Matt eyed her, grinning from the doorway. "Hi Alejandra." "Hey Matt," she replied. Matt turned and bellowed to someone out of sight, "Benny! It's your girrrrrlfriend!" Ally resisted the urge to flick his ear with her finger as she followed him inside. She was glad to see him gone when he disappeared into the kitchen. Ally's heart lightened when Benny came around the corner. They exchanged greetings and Benny invited her to have a seat on the couch. Ally sat in the middle, hoping Benny would grab a seat next to her. She grinned at him when they made eye contact and gently patted the space on her right. Benny paused for a moment before sitting. His little brother was standing at the doorway of the kitchen watching the two of them with careful eyes. Benny wedged himself onto the couch as close to the edge as he could away from Ally. She grinned and scooted closer to him. When their legs bumped, Benny yanked his away as if he'd gotten an electric shock. Matthew watched for another moment before returning to the kitchen. Benny fidgeted as they sat in silence. Ally suppressed a chuckle as she watched him run his palms against the thighs of his black slacks. It was very rare that they were able to spend any time alone. "I hope you have a good time with my mom," he finally said. When he said it, it almost sounded like a question. Ally grimaced as she was reminded about the reason for her visit. "I wish you could...come," she said. She stroked the back of Benny's hand as she emphasized the last word. "Uhh...me too," Benny said when he got Ally's double entendre. He rapidly tapped his feet back and forth on the floor and stared at Ally's finger as it ran along his hand to his wrist. Ally trailed her finger off the side of his forearm to his inner thigh. She rubbed her fingers over the fabric in circles that slowly expanded. She leaned in closer to him, pressing her breast against his arm. Benny was trying to remain stoic but the tent in the front of his pants told Ally she was having an effect on him. For her own part, she felt a warmth spreading across her chest and a tingling sensation between her legs. She desperately wanted to feel his lips against hers and silently willed him to make a move. The sound of creaking stairs caused them to jump apart. Ally moved to the opposite end of the couch. Benny pressed himself so tightly against the armrest on his end that he was practically hugging it. Benny's mom descended the stairs and entered the room. She was wearing one of her typical 'wholesome' outfits. Ally wrinkled her nose at it. It was a dull olive color with white polka dots and came almost down to Mrs. Parker's ankles. It looked like it had been stolen off the set of a 50s sitcom. "Well hello there Alejandra," Mrs. Parker said with a beaming smile. Ally shrunk back into the couch and was barely able to croak out "Hi Mrs. Parker." Mrs. Parker's hands were clasped in front of her and when Ally looked at them, she couldn't help thinking back to the way Mrs. Parker had used them on her. The thought made Ally's skin prickly all over. Matthew emerged from the kitchen holding a large glass of water and exchanged glances with Mrs. Parker. Mrs. Parker's eyes traveled in silence back and forth between Ally and Benny. Ally felt like she was under a microscope. "Can I offer you anything before we go?" Mrs. Parker said. Her face still held its smile. To Ally it made her face look like it was made of wax. "No thank you," Ally said. "Ok let's get going," Mrs. Parker said, "we're going to have so much fun!" There was a heavy feeling in the pit of Ally's stomach as she got off the couch. She gave Benny a wave and went out to the family minivan with Mrs. Parker. Christian rock music came out of the speakers when Mrs. Parker started it up. The whole situation felt eerily familiar except that Matthew wasn't along for the ride. Mrs. Parker kept quiet during the ride. Ally wasn't sure if she felt more or less comfortable with that. In either case, being back in the vehicle where Mrs. Parker had made her cum was enough to make her feel claustrophobic. Ally's seat felt like it was filled with sharp shards of broken glass. The air felt thin and lacking oxygen. As far as Ally was concerned, they couldn't get to the store fast enough. When they got to the mall, Ally threw herself out before Mrs. Parker put the van in park. Mrs. Parker made small talk as they browsed the stores and Ally was surprised to find that Mrs. Parker wasn't altogether completely unpleasant to be around. Before long, Ally had almost forgotten about the incident in the van. Mrs. Parker steered them toward a women's clothing store and upon entry, Ally found that she wasn't particularly impressed. Most of the selection was dull and covered too much skin for Ally's taste. Mrs. Parker, on the other hand, was giddy with delight. She dove elbows deep into a rack of long plain dresses. "Ohhhh that would look great on you," Mrs. Parker said as she pulled out a sapphire blue dress with a ruffled white bib. Ally tried to keep her expression neutral and hide what she was thinking: "Are you serious?" A tall and skinny man in his early 20s wandered into their vicinity. "I'm Sam, can I help you ladies find anything?" he said. Ally looked him up and down. His blond hair was cut close and his angular features were moderately attractive. His dress, however, left something to be desired. He was wearing a wrinkled white button up shirt that was tucked into a pair of dark brown corduroy pants. His brown loafers had a long, deep grey scuff across the top of the right shoe that made it look as if the owner had kicked over a pile of rocks on the way to work. "Thank you we're just browsing," Mrs. Parker said with her trademark syrupy sweet tone. "Let me know if there's anything I can do for you," Sam smiled at both women and stepped away. He continued to hover in the area as Mrs. Parker selected two more dresses. Ally caught Sam eyeing her more than a handful of times. She tugged at the sleeves of her own dress, wishing she had been wearing something more complimentary. The shape of the dress almost completely hid her body's features. Ally was watching Sam ring up a customer when she felt a poke in the back. Mrs. Parker was staring at her with raised eyebrows. She had 3 or 4 dresses draped over her arm. "Let's try these on," Mrs. Parker said. She flashed a glance in Sam's direction and then back to Ally. "I believe the changing rooms are back that way," Mrs. Parker said and gestured to the far side of the store. Mrs. Parker half-shoved Ally into the changing room and followed her in, pulling the curtain closed behind them. She laid the pile of dresses on the bench and picked up the top one. "Here, try this one on," she said and pushed the dress toward Ally. Ally hesitated and absentmindedly tugged the collar of the dress she was wearing. Sensing Ally's apprehension, Mrs. Parker suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the girl by the arms, spinning her around. "Don't be bashful." Ally was frozen with surprise as Mrs. Parker undid the buttons on the back of Ally's dress and pulled Ally's arms through the sleeves. She tugged at it and it slid off Ally's shoulders and fell around her ankles, leaving her almost naked. Ally quickly put one arm over her bra-covered breasts and another to block her panties. While her dress was modest, even archaic in style, her underwear stood in stark contrast. Her lemon chiffon yellow bra was lacy and the cups were doing their best to further enhance her already very impressive breasts. So much of her cinnamon-colored globes were on display that it looked as though her nipples would pop out at any moment. Her panties were a match in color and style and cut very close in the front. She kept her hair trimmed very close and not a hair was visible at the edge of the panties. The panties were essentially a thong. Both of her full, round ass cheeks were completely visible in the back. Almost no fabric was visible between them. "Tsk, tsk." Ally cringed at the sound, knowing Mrs. Parker was examining her underwear from behind and probably looking over her shoulder into the mirror that was in front of them. "Those won't do at all." Mrs. Parker waited a moment longer and then exited the dressing room, leaving the curtain open. Ally looked up for the first time and watched Mrs. Parker disappear out into the store. Although the dressing rooms were off the main floor, Ally's dressing room stall was at the end of the row. This meant anyone passing by the dressing room area would be able to look in. Ally yanked the curtain closed and sat on the bench next to the stack of dresses. She craned her head back and shifted her eyes around the tops of the walls that made up her dressing room. She stretched out her long legs and tried to touch the mirror on the far side of the stall with her toes. She was about an inch away when the curtain suddenly flew open. Sam stuck his head in and his mouth fell open wide when he saw her. His eyes swam over Ally's form. From her toes, up to her smooth, taut calves and thighs. Up her stomach and settling on her delicious tits. Her slouched position on the bench had pushed her breasts higher and closer together and there was the slightest hint of a darker brown above the top of her bra where the edge of her areola was exposed. Sam stammered several times before finally getting his mouth in gear. "I--uhh--your--your mom told me to put this in here. I--I--I didn't know you'd be in here." He was holding another dress. He was slowly twisting it in his hands and his death grip on it was turning his knuckles white. He still hadn't taken his eyes off of Ally's chest. "I'm really sorry." And with that he tossed the dress in her direction and bolted from the room. Ally had been so shocked by the intrusion that she hadn't even taken the time to cover herself. Only now was the realization hitting her. She jumped up and closed the curtain. She quickly pulled this newest dress over her head and huddled in the corner of the bench. When she looked up, she could see her breath fogging up the mirror. Her heart was racing. A twinge of pleasure built in the pit of her stomach, descended toward her hips, and kept going down. Was she actually excited about being seen nearly naked? The curtain suddenly opened again, causing a gasp to escape Ally's lips. This time it was Mrs. Parker. She had a white/purple/pink three-pack of what looked like 'granny-panties' in one hand. "Here," Mrs. Parker handed the panties to Ally. "Try these on." Ally frowned. "I don't think we're allowed to try on the underwear." "Put them on!" Mrs. Parker's tone changed dramatically. It reminded her of the time Mrs. Parker had scolded her after catching her flashing Benny under their dining room table. Ally took the pack and ripped open the plastic. She pulled out a white pair and dropped the rest on the bench. She turned away from Mrs. Parker, hoping to maintain some sense of modesty, and reached under the dress and pulled down her panties. She hurriedly stepped out of them and slipped the new ones over her feet and up her legs. It felt like she was wearing a diaper. She was startled when Mrs. Parker grabbed the rear hem of her dress and pulled it all the way up to her waist. With her other hand, Mrs. Parker pulled at the seat of the panties, occasionally grabbing and poking Ally's butt in the process. Ally shook like a leaf with embarrassment. After several moments Mrs. Parker muttered something under her breath and stepped out of the dressing room. "Wait here a moment," she said and disappeared. Ally shifted her weight from foot to foot. She watched the area outside the dressing room in the mirror. Seconds later, Mrs. Parker reappeared. Ally's eyes went wide when she saw Sam following close behind. Mrs. Parker stepped into the dressing room stall. Before Ally realized it, Mrs. Parker had grabbed the hem of her dress again and pulled it up to her waist. Ally yelped in horror at finding herself half-naked in front of the salesman for the second time. She heard him clear his throat and start to say something but Mrs. Parker interrupted. "Now take these for example," she said. "They're better than the dreadful things she wore in here. But they're still not quite the right cut. See how they bunch up around the sides?" Mrs. Parker once again went to tugging on the material covering Ally's ass. This time there was the added embarrassment of knowing someone was watching it. For a long while, no one said anything. Ally tried to stare a hole into the wall next to the mirror and crawl into it. Finally, Sam cleared his throat. "Ma'am, I don't think I--," he said. "Nonsense." Mrs. Parker cut him off. "You work in a women's clothing store, you must have some idea." Mrs. Parker grabbed the waistband and spun Ally around to face the two of them. Ally was mortified. She pinched her eyes shut tight and wished herself to be anywhere but there. Mrs. Parker grabbed the sides of the underwear and pulled them in tighter. Ally could feel the cool air of the store on her skin. Mrs. Parker gestured at the underwear. "The hideous underwear she came in here wearing were made like this," Mrs. Parker said. In the silence, Ally could feel Sam's eyes openly drinking in the sight of her panty-covered pussy. "Yeah...umm...what kind of style were you interested in?" Sam's voice sounded far and away to Ally, as if he were slipping into a dream. "To be honest, anything will do," Mrs. Parker said as she continued to hold the panties. "I realize it'll be a difficult task to find something in here to fit her, seeing as she's shaped like a prostitute." And then as an aside to Ally, "No offense dear." Ally couldn't remember the last time she had been so offended or embarrassed. She cracked her eyes just enough to shoot eye-daggers at the woman but Mrs. Parker was looking at Sam. Ally shifted her barely open eyes over to him and stared at his chest, not daring to make eye contact. She allowed her eyes to wonder down over his body. Her eyes opened wider when she saw the unmistakable erection in the front of his pants. He must have seen her looking and quickly dropped his hands to cover himself and took a half step backwards. Ally grinned inwardly at the fact that she wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable with the current circumstances. Mrs. Parker released the grip on her panties and let the dress fall back down to cover her. Ally's relief was short-lived, however. "The problem is her hips and buttocks, as you can see." Mrs. Parker grabbed Ally around the waist as she spoke and turned her around again, facing away from her and Sam. Ally felt Mrs. Parker grab the hem of the dress again and pull it up, again exposing her to the salesman. "Lean over so I can show him what I mean," Mrs. Parker said. Ally felt the older woman pushing down on her shoulders. Ally tensed the muscles in her back and resisted bending over. She was about to voice a protest when she felt the other woman's fingernails dig into the flesh just above her shoulder blade. She cried out and gave in to the physical pressure. Once she was bent over at the waist, Ally felt Mrs. Parker once again manipulating and pulling at her panties. Mrs. Parker grabbed at them until Ally felt the material pulled into her butt, fully exposing her ass cheeks. Mrs. Parker pushed down gently on her shoulders and pulled more tightly at the panties. Ally bit down gently on her tongue and dreaded the show Sam was getting. "Now see, for a regular woman her flesh would be more soft and pliable and the panties wouldn't bunch so much," Mrs. Parker said. "But in her case, it's tougher and more muscular." As she spoke, she poked Ally's right ass cheek with her finger, causing the younger woman to jump. "Oh calm down," Mrs. Parker scolded. "See what I mean?" she poked and prodded each cheek in succession with her fingers. "Her buttocks don't give as much as they should. They should be softer. Do you know what I'm talking about?" "Uhh...yeah...I...well," Sam couldn't seem to find the words. "Well, come over here," Mrs. Parker said. Ally's eyes flipped open. Surely Mrs. Parker wasn't about to do what she thought she was. "Here, feel right here," Mrs. Parker said. Ally's entire body tensed up as she watched Sam in the mirror. He stepped up behind her and hesitated. When he didn't move, Mrs. Parker grabbed his hand and moved it for him. Ally thought she would die of embarrassment when she felt his palm against her bare skin. "Squeeze it," Mrs. Parker said. Sam complied and Ally felt him lightly press his fingers into the skin before becoming bolder. Before long, he was using both hands to fully squeeze and knead both of her ass cheeks. With the way he was standing, It looked like he might pull his cock out then and there and fuck her doggystyle. Mrs. Parker moved his hands away. "Now feel this," Mrs. Parker turned and guided his hand beneath her own dress and placed it on her butt. Ally looked at them in the mirror with wide eyes and watched Sam's hand moving beneath Mrs. Parker's dress. She blinked her eyes rapidly several times, not sure if she could believe what she was seeing. "More like a real woman, wouldn't you agree?" Mrs. Parker said. "Uhh...they're both very nice," Sam said quietly, clearly not wanting to offend either woman. Mrs. Parker swatted his hand away. She narrowed her eyes and stared at him. Sam stuck both of his hands into his pockets as he withered beneath her gaze. "Hmm, well, let's move on then," she said after several moments of silence. "Turn around Ally." Ally was grateful to no longer be bent over on display for the salesman. She could feel him staring at her as she turned around but cast her eyes down to the floor behind him. "Take off your dress," Mrs. Parker said. "I'm sorry?" Ally was sure she had misheard. "Take it off," the older woman repeated plainly. "But...," Ally's heart sank and raced at the same time. She twisted and poked her toes into the carpet. "You need new bras too. I want him to see what we're working with." Aside from her foot, Ally's body remained frozen in place. Her eyes involuntarily shot over and met Sam's. His eyes were wide with anticipation and there was an obvious grin on his face as if he couldn't believe his luck. Ally cursed him in her head and looked back to Mrs. Parker. "Let's go young lady," Mrs. Parker gestured at her, "we don't have all night. I'm sure he needs to help other customers. Let's not waste his time." Ally tried to keep her hands from visibly shaking as she grabbed the bottom of her dress and began lifting it up her legs. She kept her eyes focused on the tiny holes in the white commercial tiled ceiling above her. She moved her eyes from hole to hole, trying to count them to calm her nerves. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 03 She raised the dress higher and higher. Up and over her panties and past her stomach. Ally paused for a moment as she got to her breasts but forged ahead. There was an audible gasp in the quiet stall when she lifted the dress past her chest. She was sure it had come from Sam. When she had taken the dress completely off, she dropped it to the floor and kept her eyes focused upward. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mrs. Parker step closer. "Please excuse her indecency," Mrs. Parker said. Ally wanted to spit on the woman. "As you can see, this bra, if you can call it that, covers nothing." The woman dragged her fingertips across the tops of Ally's breasts, as if Sam needed help seeing the exposed skin. Ally withdrew a step as she was touched. "Hold still," Mrs. Parker said coldly. "Obviously," she said to Sam, "her immature body allows her breasts to sit naturally high. So her need to wear a bra like this is an obvious plea for attention." Ally balled her hands into fists. She continued to stare at the ceiling as Mrs. Parker hurled lightly veiled insults at her. "Her breasts are almost entirely exposed. Her nipple...," Mrs. Parker suddenly wound her fingers into the right bra cup. Ally let out a screech as Mrs. Parker poked her nipple. Ally stepped backwards and swatted the woman's hand away. Mrs. Parker glared at her and put her hands on her hips. "I'm trying to find you some suitable undergarments," she spoke slowly through gritted teeth. "I'm not the one who came out dressed like a Jezebel." Ally's body felt hot all over. Sam seemed indecisive as to whether he should leave the two women alone or continue to ogle Ally's chest. Mrs. Parker finally threw her hands up. "Forget it." She turned to Sam, "I'm sorry we wasted your time. Maybe we'll be back some day when she grows up and is able to shop like an adult." Mrs. Parker bent over and began roughly snatching up the dresses. This comment pinched a nerve. Ally dug her fingernails into her palms until it hurt. She wasn't a little girl. "Fine," she said quietly. That last barb had been an obvious challenge and Ally would rise to it. She could take whatever this holy roller could dish. She took a step toward the woman and removed her arms from her chest and extended them out to the side. Mrs. Parker stood up, her arms full of clothes, and raised an eyebrow at Ally. "Do what you have to do," Ally stuck her chin out at the woman, daring her to do her worst. She fluttered her fingers in the air, punctuating the challenge. Mrs. Parker pursed her lips hard. Her eyes seemed to catch fire for a moment but it went out quickly and Mrs. Parker's expression reverted back to its usual frozen-smile appearance. Ally knew she had gotten under the woman's and smiled inwardly at her minor victory. Mrs. Parker stepped toward Ally while turning her head to Sam. "So as I was saying, before I was interrupted...this bra barely conceals her." Ally bit down on her lower lip as Mrs. Parker slipped her fingers into her bra cup again. Ally exhaled sharply through her nose as the woman's fingertips glanced across her nipples. "Her nipples are barely below the top of the fabric." As Mrs. Parker spoke, she pinched Ally's nipple. Ally's eyes shot open widely and she bit down harder on her lip, stifling a scream that got caught in her throat. "Did you say something dear?" Mrs. Parker said. Ally shook her head. Mrs. Parker rolled the nipple between her fingers as she continued to speak. Ally ran her tongue across the back of her top row of teeth. Each movement by the woman was shooting sparks through her breast which spread throughout her body. She could not believe this woman was openly groping her in front of a man. "Now, I'm not a prude," Mrs. Parker said, "Surely you have a fine selection of fashionable bras that would meet her approval. But I won't have her leaving this store wearing something like this," Mrs. Parker said. Beads of sweat had formed on Sam's forehead. Instead of speak, he only nodded and stepped awkwardly backwards out of the stall. "You wait here," Mrs. Parker said to Ally and gave her nipple one last tweak before following Sam. Ally let out a long sigh when the two were gone. Her heart was racing. She reached up and slipped down the cups of her bra, exposing her breasts. Her dark nipples were hard. She reached up and stroked them, picking up where Mrs. Parker left off. She weaved her hands through her substantial cleavage and cupped her breasts, overfilling her hands with tit flesh. She was amused as she watched herself in the mirror. She turned left and right as she lifted, squeezed, and lowered her breasts. Her stomach fluttered and she felt a growing desire to slip a hand into her panties. She put her right index finger into her mouth and flicked her warm tongue across the tip several times. She admired her pouty lips in the mirror as she slowly worked her finger back and forth between her lips. She brought her wet finger down and brushed it over her right nipple, watching it shine with her saliva. She lifted her left index finger to her mouth and repeated the process with her left nipple. With her eyes closed and her head thrown back, Ally revelled in the dual sensations. She wished she had three hands. She allowed her right hand to leave her breast and pass down across her stomach. As it reached the waistband of her panties, she heard Mrs. Parker's and Sam's muffled voices approaching. She quickly flipped the cups back up over her breasts and tried to stand as nonchalantly as possible. "We found a few that I think you'll like," Mrs. Parker said as she entered the stall. She held a plain white bra and a lavender one with flowers. Each looked like it had come out of Laura Bush's wardrobe. Sam followed behind with a handful of bras of assorted colors. As far as Ally could tell, each looked as hideous as the next. "These are a little more plain, I know. But they are very comfortable and far more ladylike than that thing." Mrs. Parker held out the two she had to Ally. "Here try one on," Mrs. Parker said, shaking them at Ally. Ally stepped forward and took the lavender bra. "I guess I'll try this one out." Ally raised her eyebrows at Mrs. Parker who continued to stand there watching her. "Oh don't be bashful dear, you don't have anything I haven't seen," Mrs. Parker said. Ally frowned in response then shot a quick look to Sam who was still standing by the door to the stall with a silly grin on his face. "Excuse me a moment," she said to him. "Nonsense, Alejandra. He works in a women's clothing store. I'm sure you don't have anything he hasn't seen either," Mrs. Parker said. "I don't think...," Ally said, shaking her head. "Come along now, we've wasted far too much of this young man's time as it is," Mrs. Parker said. She dropped the bra she was holding and stepped toward Ally. "Hey what are you...," Ally said in a high pitched voice as the woman reached up and deftly unsnapped Ally's bra. Ally's hands shot up and she pressed the cups against her chest. Mrs. Parker grabbed one end of the bra strap and tried to pull it free but Ally held onto it for dear life. "You know, I thought we were all adults here. Didn't we just go through that?" Mrs. Parker said. Her voice dripped with condescension. Ally met Mrs. Parker's eye, which had a vengeful glint to it. Ally had challenged her and she seemed intent on cashing in. Ally's shoulders sagged and she took a deep breath. She slowly loosened her grip on the bra. Mrs. Parker quickly snatched it from her. Ally's hands covered her breasts where the bra had been. Mrs. Parker smiled a false smile and gestured to the new bra Ally was holding. Ally shot the woman a dark look and turned away. She put an arm across her chest as she tried to position the new bra in her hands. She did her best to put her free arm through the arm hole but was struggling to do it. She glanced into the mirror and as expected, saw Sam watching her intently in the reflection. Ally clenched her teeth tightly and shut her eyes. She knew what was coming. She mentally counted to three and dropped her arm. With both hands free, she quickly slipped both arms into the arm holes of the bra and positioned it over her breasts. It had only been a moment but she knew Sam had seen her naked tits. A quiet rustling sound came from his direction but she was too embarrassed to open her eyes and look at him to see what it was. Most likely, he had almost dropped the bras he was holding when she had exposed herself. Ally reached back to fasten the bra and dropped her arms when she was done. It was only then that she realized she had been holding her breath throughout the ordeal and began taking in deep gulps of air. "It fits...but it doesn't fit well," Mrs. Parker said. The woman grabbed Ally by the shoulders and Ally allowed herself to be turned around from the mirror. "Her breasts still sit a little too high. Am I right?" she said to Sam but didn't wait for a response. Ally felt the woman step behind her. Her eyes flew open when Mrs. Parker reached up and grabbed both of Ally's breasts from behind. "You don't really look like a B cup. You could be a C," Mrs. Parker said. Ally dared look at Sam and found him with his mouth hanging open, his jaw looking unhinged. She immediately lifted her eyes to the ceiling above his head, willing it to come crashing down on him. "Hmm, I don't know...," Mrs. Parker said as she continued to squeeze and paw at the younger woman's breasts. "What do you think Sam?" "She..well...I guess she could be a B cup, or maybe a C." Sam's voice sounded hoarse, as if he hadn't had water in days. "Come closer and see," Mrs. Parker waved him over. Ally watched him hesitate out of the corner of her eye. He walked slowly as if he thought he was in a dream. "Put those down," Mrs. Parker said. Sam dropped the bras he was holding onto the floor and Ally saw him wipe his sweaty palms on his pants. Ally silently mouthed, "Oh my God," as Mrs. Parker pulled Sam behind her. "You want me to...," Sam said. With that, Mrs. Parker grabbed him by the wrists and guided his hands up to Ally's tits. Ally let out a small scream as she felt the young mans hands immediately squeeze them. "I'm sorry, did the bra pinch you?" Mrs. Parker said. Ally could only shake her head. "Well, what do you think?" Mrs. Parker said to Sam. Ally's breath caught again as she felt Sam slowly squeezing her breasts through the bra. He was hesitant at first but before long was squeezing and lifting them just as Mrs. Parker had done. "Do you think these bras will work for her size," Mrs. Parker said after several silent moments of Sam's groping. "Umm...they might," Sam said. "Well it's a lot of money, we have to be sure." Mrs. Parker pushed Sam away and Ally allowed air back into her lungs. Ally felt Mrs. Parker tugging at the bra and turned her head to try to see what she was doing. Before she knew it, Mrs. Parker had unfastened it. Ally's hands shot up to meet Mrs. Parker's hands as the older woman tried to lift the bra straps off of her shoulders. "Don't be shy," Mrs. Parker said as she tapped Ally on the shoulders. Her syrupy sweet tone made Ally want to throw up. With a grumble, Ally dropped her hands and Mrs. Parker pulled the bra off. Ally resisted the urge to cover herself. "Now try," Mrs. Parker said to Sam. "Oh my God," Ally repeated, this time audibly. "Don't blasphemy," Mrs. Parker said sharply. Ally wanted to scream at the top of her lungs when she felt Sam's hands come up to cup her naked tits. She pinched her eyes shut, caught somewhere between pleasure and mortal embarrassment. She could hear him breathing deeply and his breath tickled her back. Her entire body shook and her mouth fell open when his palms passed across her hard nipples. His hands were warm and soft but strong. His fingertips sank into her flesh as he continued to press them in his hands. He lifted, he lowered, he squeezed them together. His fingers melted into her skin. Fire shot out from her nipples as he continued to palm them. She clenched and rubbed her thighs together as the fire traveled through her stomach and crashed into her clit. Almost involuntarily, she raisd a hand and pulled her hair to the side. She shuddered as she felt his hot breath on her neck. If Mrs. Parker hadn't been standing right there, she would have grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth down to her neck. Ally cleared her throat each time she felt a moan about to escape her lips and hoped the moans were going unnoticed. Even as her pussy screamed to be touched, she did her best to try to appear neutral to Sam's tit groping. He probably would have continued for the next hour if Mrs. Parker hadn't spoken up. "So, what cup size?" Mrs. Parker said. "Oh...I...," Sam said. Mrs. Parker stepped up behind him and pulled his right hand away from Ally's breast, replacing it with her own. Her sudden change in body position caused him to press up against the back of Ally. Ally gasped as she felt his hardness press against the top of her ass. Her vision began to blur as the two of them each squeezed one of her bare tits. Mrs. Parker's hand was in constant contact with her nipple and Ally fought the urge to slip her hand into her damp panties. Ally casually ground her ass back against Sam trying to be as discrete as possible but knew he'd feel it. In response, Sam squeezed her left tit harder. Ally threw her head back, bringing it closer to Sam's. Her head titled to the side, exposing the side of her neck to him. She silently tried to will him to suck it. She continued to rub her thighs together, feeling her own wetness. She brought her hands to the front of her thighs and traced her fingers along the edge of her panties, slowly creeping toward her pussy. Emboldened with the situation, Sam brought his fingers to Ally's left nipple and pinched it roughly. "Uhngghh!" Ally cried out, her fingers slipping beneath the cotton fabric. "You're right, she may fit a B cup," Mrs. Parker said abruptly as she removed her hand from Ally's breast. She gently pushed Sam away from Ally. Ally wanted to scream at the break in contact. Ally quickly pulled her hands away from her panties and put her hands back at her sides. "I guess we'll take these two bras," Mrs. Parker pointed at the white and lavender bras, "And this dress." Mrs. Parker gathered up the clothing and shoved it into Sam's hands. "If you could ring these up, we'll be out in a moment." Sam stumbled over himself twice as he helped collect the extra clothing. He stepped out of the stall and turned to look back, taking in a full frontal view of Ally's bare tits. He had the world's largest smile as he pulled the curtain closed and walked away. "What am I going to do with you?" Mrs. Parker said from behind Ally. Ally turned to face the woman, undecided on what to say. "That young man, who probably has a girlfriend, takes time out of his day to come in here and help you try on clothes and you're in here moaning like a whore," Mrs. Parker said with a hiss. "But you...," Ally started to say. "Don't make excuses!" Mrs. Parker said, her hands on her hips. "Look at those," she said, pointing at the panties Ally was wearing, "you've ruined them. Now we'll have to buy those as well." The front was noticeably damp. Ally brought her hands up to cover them. "Just...just get dressed, we'll talk about it on the way home," Mrs. Parker said as she stepped past Ally. She pulled open the curtain and stepped out but immediately poked her head back in. She looked Ally up and down and seemed to be considering something. "No," she said, "we probably better do something about you before we get home. I don't want you throwing yourself at Benjamin like you did that poor salesman. Mrs. Parker stepped back into the stall and closed the curtain. "Take those off," she pointed at Ally's panties. Ally wasn't sure what was coming next but had an idea. She grabbed the waistband of the panties and stopped. "Now, young lady!" Mrs. Parker said when Ally didn't move. Ally hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly pulled the panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She put her hands in front of her pussy to block Mrs. Parker's view as she stood naked before the woman. Mrs. Parker stepped over and grabbed Ally by the shoulders and turned her toward the bench. Ally resisted slightly as the woman pushed her forward and finally gave in as the woman applied more pressure. Ally placed her palms onto the bench, her naked ass exposed. Mrs. Parker stepped forward and ran her index finger along Ally's wet slit causing the younger woman to yelp and bolt upright. "Let's just get this over with," Mrs. Parker's voice sounded exasperated, as if talking to a small child. "I don't want to do this anymore than you do, but we both know you won't be able to control yourself when we get back." She pushed Ally's shoulders down again. Ally bit down hard on her tongue as she felt the woman run her finger between her slick lips. She shuddered as the woman grazed her clit and found herself pushing back toward her. Ally arched her back as Mrs. Parker ran the fingernails from her other hand along Ally's spine. Although the curtain to the stall was closed, there was far too little privacy for this. But as Mrs. Parker strummed her fingers along Ally's engorged pussy lips, Ally closed her eyes, gave in and allowed the other woman full access. Mrs. Parker rubbed her index and middle fingers on the outside of Ally's pussy, collecting her juice on her fingertips and smearing it around her lips and onto the back of her thighs. She pressed a finger between the lips and slowly worked it back and forth, in and out, until it was buried up to her second knuckle in Ally's hot box. She brushed the rest of her hand against Ally's clit. Ally tried rocking back to meet the agonizingly slow thrusts but Mrs. Parker grabbed her ass cheek with her spare hand and held her in place. Ally exhaled sharply and swept the hair from her face as Mrs. Parker pressed a second finger into her pussy to join the first. She slowly ran the fingers back and forth against each other as she worked them in and out. The motion elicited a moan from Ally, who quickly pursed her lips together to prevent another one from escaping. Ally felt Mrs. Parker's hand leave her ass cheek and opened her eyes as she felt the woman's body position shift. She watched in the mirror as the woman leaned over her, her face drawing closer to Ally's ass. Ally tensed for a moment, uncertain about where Mrs. Parker's mouth was headed and grinned when the woman planted a soft kiss on her right ass cheek. She repeated this with the left one and then returned to the right one where she flicked her tongue several times over the smooth skin.Ally let out a small chuckle and tried to move away from the ticklish sensation. Mrs. Parker responded by reaching under the younger woman and grabbing hold of one of her pendulous tits. She immediately passed her palm from side to side over her hard nipple causing Ally's arms to give out slightly and press her breast fully into the other woman's hand. Another moan, louder this time, let loose from Ally's mouth as Mrs. Parker's warm tongue moved from her ass cheek to the small of her back. It lingered there for a moment before traveling up Ally's spine. Ally closed her eyes again as she felt her tongue snaking back and forth. The cool trail it left behind was in stark contrast to her pussy which was on fire. With Mrs. Parker holding her in place by her tit, Ally desperately wanted to rock back to meet the finger thrusts but settled for clenching her pussy around the fingers each time Mrs. Parker pushed them in. Every time Mrs. Parker's hand bounced against Ally's clit, Ally saw bright spots behind her eyelids. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 03 Mrs. Parker's tongue continued along Ally's backbone until it reached the base of her neck. She clamped her lips down on the back of the young woman's neck and sucked the skin. "Oh God!" Ally cried out as her eyes flew open. "Don't blasphemy!" Mrs. Parker said in a loud whisper. She took hold of Ally's nipple and twisted it roughly causing Ally to try to pull away but Mrs. Parker held her firmly. Mrs. Parker went back to work on Ally's neck, moving her wet kisses and suckling from the back of Ally's neck to the side. Ally chewed on the inside of her cheek to try to stifle her moans. She shuddered almost uncontrollably when Mrs. Parker flicked Ally's earlobe with her tongue. Ally continued to squirm as she was brought to the brink by Mrs. Parker. She was breathing faster and faster and began to feel lightheaded. Her shoulders heaved with each breath she took. Her chest felt hot. Her pussy throbbed. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. Mrs. Parker seemed to sense this and increased the pace of her fingers. She took Ally's earlobe between her teeth and gave it a nip. Ally's eyes shot open. She flexed her fingers around the end of the bench she was leaning on. A tingling pressure quickly built just below the pit of her stomach and raced down the backs of her legs making them shake. It zipped back up the inside of her calves. As it passed her knees toward her inner thighs, she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. In the mirror she spotted a shoe beneath the curtain of her changing room. It was a brown loafer...and it had a long, deep grey scuff across the top, as if the owner had kicked over a pile of rocks on the way to work. Ally's orgasm froze in her legs. She opened her mouth to alert Mrs. Parker and tell her to stop but when Ally opened her mouth, "Uuunnngghh," was the only sound that came out. She tried to stand up but Mrs. Parker just held her tighter. Ally shut her eyes and tried to compose herself before trying to speak again. When she opened eyes again she saw both pairs of shoes beneath the curtain. "S-stop, there's...ahhhhhh...sss-someone...," Ally dropped her head as she trailed off. She shut her eyes again, this time trying to resist the impending orgasm that continued to teeter on the edge. Mrs. Parker's fingers were a blur as she tried to coax it out of her. Ally dug her fingernails into the bench and tensed her body. Mrs. Parker seemed to sense she was trying to fight off cumming. She pressed her lips against Ally's ear, "Hurry up so we can leave," she whispered harshly. The older woman's warm breath brought another moan from Ally's mouth. Her legs began to shake again and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. Ally tried to ignore the fact that Sam was just outside the curtain listening to her getting finger fucked. Part of her wanted to crawl under the bench and hide in shame. Part of her wanted to cum on Mrs. Parker's fingers. Part of her wanted Sam to come inside and watch. Ally bit down on her lower lip while the wet rhythmic sounds of Mrs. Parker's efforts filled the room. Ally made a last effort to try to fight it and started reciting nursery rhymes in her head. "Little boy blue come blow your cock...Wait what?" She got a mental image of Sam standing next to the bench, his dick poking out through the zipper of his corduroy pants. She imagined him thrusting his dick into her mouth as he watched her getting fingered at the other end. In that moment, Mrs. Parker bit Ally's ear and that was all it took. The pressure in Ally's inner thighs shot into her pussy before she knew it. She screamed out as her pussy exploded and her vision went white behind her eyelids. Mrs. Parker removed her hand from Ally's tit and put it over her mouth. Ally screamed into it in time with the orgasmic waves that were washing over her body. Mrs. Parker relentlessly thrust her fingers in and out of Ally as she shook and writhed under her. Ally's arms gave out and she leaned all the way onto the bench, leaving her ass high in the air. Mrs. Parker continued to hold her hand over Ally's mouth as the screams became less loud. Only when they became whimpers did she slow the pace of her fingers. Ally let out a long deep sigh as she came back down to earth. Mrs. Parker finally stopped strumming her pussy lips and removed her hand. When Ally was quiet, she uncovered her mouth. "Get dressed," Mrs. Parker said. Her tone was simple, as if nothing had just happened. She held her hand out in front of her. It glistened with Ally's juices. Mrs. Parker glanced around the stall for something to clean it with but finally stepped up behind Ally and wiped it off across Ally's ass cheeks and lower back several times. Ally frowned at her in the mirror. Mrs. Parker walked to the curtain and as she did, Ally noticed the brown loafers disappear. Mrs. Parker picked up a pair of the new panties they were buying. "Clean yourself up," she said. "Use these," she tossed them onto the bench next to Ally who was still bent over. "I would have you use your own panties but there's no material to use." She shot Ally a dirty look and stepped out of the changing stall. Ally was inclined to stick her head out of the curtain and tell Mrs. Parker what she thought of her fashion sense but thought better of it and snatched up a pair of the 'granny panties' and wiped off her back and ass. She paused for a moment and looked herself over in the mirror. Her hair was mussed and there was a bright red mark on the right side of her neck from Mrs. Parker's mouth. She used another pair of the panties to finish wiping herself up. Ally began to step into her own panties but decided against it. After slipping back into her dress, she took another look at herself and adjusted the dress. She swept the hair back from her face and tried to smooth it into a more presentable appearance. She stooped down and gathered the rest of the clothing from the changing room stall floor. Her breathing was still quicker than normal and she took another moment to collect herself before flinging back the curtain and walking back towards the sales floor. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 04 The next week was an uncomfortable one at school for Ally. She was usually overjoyed at every opportunity to see her boyfriend Benny. Things had changed recently. The reason: Benny's mother, Mrs. Parker. The first time things went awry between Ally and Mrs. Parker had started at Benny's house while Ally was there playing a board game with Benny, his mom, and Benny's younger brother Matthew. Ally had hiked up her dress and flashed Benny several times under the table, only to be caught by Mrs. Parker. Ally thought Mrs. Parker was going to ignore it, but as she was leaving their house, she was confronted by Mrs. Parker and berated with very uncharacteristic language by Mrs. Parker. Things went completely out of control several days later when Ally was invited back to Benny's house. Ally was talked into going to the store with Benny's mom and his brother. On the way, Benny's mom had whispered a scolding to her about the flashing incident and had groped Ally's pussy as she spoke. This had been more than enough to shock Ally's conscience to the core. At the store, Mrs. Parker sent Matthew back inside for a forgotten item and while he was gone, Mrs. Parker threatened Ally to stay away from Benny and not corrupt him. Ally promised she would but Mrs. Parker, unconvinced, attacked her and fingered her to orgasm in the front seat of the family minivan. According to Mrs. Parker, she did it to keep Ally's mind off of Benny. This encounter left Ally mentally reeling and unsure of herself the next time she went to the Parker household. Mrs. Parker had offered to take her shopping and as the shopping trip went on, Ally grew more comfortable with the woman and had nearly forgotten about what had happened in the minivan. Ally got a stark reminder when the two of them entered a clothing store and Mrs. Parker ended up practically stripping Ally in front of one of the salesmen. If that wasn't bad enough, Mrs. Parker brought Ally to another orgasm, this time in the fitting room, with the salesman listening outside the door. Once again, Mrs. Parker had claimed it was for Ally's own good because Mrs. Parker didn't trust her around her son Benny. Every time Ally saw Benny's face in school, she was reminded of Mrs. Parker's face. Ally couldn't forget the look of disdain and disgust she saw on the woman's face both times after Ally had finished cumming. The woman, while usually pleasant, insulted her repeatedly. She held her sons up as beacons of devout living and regarded Ally as a sinful distraction. Ally did her best to avoid Benny during the week. In part it was out of obedience to Mrs. Parker. She had truly grown afraid of the woman. But at the same time, every time she thought about the way she was fingered in the minivan and in the store, her pussy grew wet. By, midweek, Benny had had enough and confronted Ally at her locker. He stepped up to Ally and reached past her, slamming her locker shut. "What's going on?" Benny said. Ally stepped back and put her hands up in front of her. Benny's brow was furrowed and his shoulders heaved as he breathed. His anger was a look that Ally was only vaguely familiar with and the sight made her very uncomfortable. "Why are you avoiding me? Are you breaking up with me?" Benny continued. "What? No! Of course not!" Ally said. "Then why have you been avoiding me all week?" Benny said. "It's not you, I just...," Ally trailed off and tried to stall for time. Telling Benny the truth was obviously out of the question. "Is it my mom?" Benny said. The feeling went out of Ally's face and she clutched the straps of her bookbag at the mention of Mrs. Parker. Ally felt her entire body growing warm. "It's her isn't it?" Benny said. "I know, she can be a little protective sometimes, sure. But she's a lot of fun to hang out with. And she really does think the world of you. She talks about you all the time." Ally's thighs clamped shut involuntarily. " I know I probably don't move as fast as other boyfriends you've had," Benny said, "But I know how to have fun too." Ally rolled her eyes without meaning to. "No really," Benny said, "I'm not as innocent as I look." He shifted his body weight onto his right leg and stuck his hand in his pocket. Ally had to bite her lower lip to keep from giggling at his forced effort. She stepped forward and put her hand on Benny's chest. "So when is the last time you got to third base?" Ally grinned and stepped closer to Benny until they were almost body to body. "Oh well...I...that is to say...I...," Benny's voice went up an octave. "Mmhmm, Mr. Experience," Ally closed the gap and allowed her breasts to graze Benny's chest. She looked into his eyes but he was someplace far away. "Uhh...well...no...I'm not as experienced as you are," Benny said. The words stung and Ally took a step back. She took her hand off Benny's chest and for a moment thought about slapping him with it. Benny's face came back to the here and now as he apparently realized his poor word choice. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that." Ally folded her arms. She knew Benny hadn't meant it but it was hard to discount how similar it sounded to something his mother might say. "I'm sorry, I'm just not really good with girls." Benny rubbed his dark hair and stared at the floor. "And my mom doesn't really help matters as you can imagine." Ally swayed gently as Mrs. Parker was brought up again. "Ally, I can be a fun guy too," Benny said. "I know I don't drink and smoke and stuff like that but I do other things." Ally raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, I'm going to a youth retreat in a couple weeks that my church is holding," Benny said quickly, seeming to find his stride again. "I'm in the older group so we get to stay up later and they don't search our bags." Benny looked back and forth down the hallway as if someone might be eavesdropping. "Last year one of the guys snuck in a portable DVD player and a copy of 'Thor'. A vein stuck out on Benny's forehead and he looked to be on the verge of hyperventilating as he recounted the experience. "That sounds like a lot of fun," Ally said. She winced at how sarcastic her comment sounded but Benny didn't seem to notice. "Well I'd better get to class," Benny gestured with his thumb over his shoulder. "Oh yeah," Ally looked over her shoulder in the opposite direction, "Me too. A little birdie told me Mrs. Chalmers is giving us a pop quiz." "Good luck," Benny said with genuine enthusiasm. The two of them stood and looked each other in the eyes. Ally swept her hair back from her face and raised her eyebrows. Benny slightly tipped his head and leaned toward her. Ally closed the gap between them only slightly, insisting that Benny come most of the way. Ally closed her eyes when their lips met, savoring the soft touch of his lips. She reached up and stroked his cheek. Her chest felt warm and she pressed it against his. Benny jumped back giggling when Ally slipped her tongue across his lower lip. He looked like he was about to start hyperventilating again. "See you at lunch," Ally waved and began her walk to history class. "Oh yeah," Benny called out and ran to catch up with her. "We're having a cookout this weekend." "When?" Ally said. "On Saturday," Benny said. He made a face as if she'd just asked what color the sky was. Ally realized she should've known better. 'Sundays are for church' she'd heard Mrs. Parker say more than a few times. "And we're having a movie night Friday if you're interested," Benny said. The idea of spending the evening with the Parkers' collection of church-approved films didn't sound like a great time. But it'd at least be a chance to spend time with Benny. "Ok I'll come," Ally said. "...On your cock...," Ally muttered and turned her head. "Hmm? What'd you say?" Benny said. "I said, 'Oh the clock', I've gotta get to class," Ally said and pointed to the hallway clock behind him. "Ok see you at lunch," Benny said. Early Friday evening, Ally steeled herself as she knocked on the door of the Parker household. She was wearing a relatively conservative light purple dress that stopped at her knees. The top normally showed off her cleavage but she had worn a white blouse underneath. She hoped it would meet the approval of Mr. and Mrs. Parker. Ally was relieved to find Benny standing on the other side of it when it opened. Benny greeted her and for a moment looked like he was going to kiss her but then thought better of it and instead offered her an awkward handshake. Benny led the way into the living room. Mr. Parker greeted her from his leather recliner. Matthew was asleep on a loveseat. He'd had a rough bout of spring allergies the past couple days and Ally had been glad to be temporarily free from his hovering presence at school. A box of tissues sat on the end table between the loveseat and the adjacent couch. "Alejandra!" Mrs. Parker appeared at the doorway of the living room from the kitchen. "I'm glad you could make it." Ally stopped mid-stride and actually stepped partially behind Benny. "Thanks for the invite," Ally said over his shoulder. "Make yourself at home," Mrs. Parker said, "I'm just finishing the dishes. Ally and Benny took up seats on opposite ends of the couch. The family was midway through watching 'The Incredibles'. Ally smirked as she noted the resemblance of Mr. Parker to the father in the movie. Aside from the hair color, Mr. Parker had the look of a real life cartoon superhero. Mrs. Parker joined them a short time later. She stroked Matthew's back as he continued to sleep on the loveseat. She turned to the couch and glanced at Ally and Benny and the empty space between them. "If it's all the same, Alejandra," Mrs. Parker said, "Do you mind if I sit on the end to keep an eye on Matthew?" "No not at all," Ally said. Mrs. Parker gave her an odd look. Ally realized she had probably sounded a little too enthusiastic as she moved to the middle of the couch and Mrs. Parker settled into the space she'd left open. As Ally settled in, her heart did somersaults when she felt the back of Benny's hand rub along the side of her thigh. Ally cast her eyes to the side and then in Mr. Parker's direction. Moving slowly, Ally moved her left hand from her lap to the side of her thigh and wedged it in next to Benny's . Benny rubbed the knuckle of his index finger on the back of Ally's hands, making her shiver. "Are you ok, Alejandra?" Mrs. Parker said. Ally jerked her hand back to her lap. "Yes, I'm fine." "I felt you shiver. Are you sure you're not cold? I could get you a blanket." In truth, the air conditioning was a bit high but Ally was starting to warm up. "No thank you, I'm fine," Ally said. They continued to watch the movie and several minutes later, Ally felt Benny's hand moving against her thigh again. This time Ally kept her hands together in her lap. Benny became bolder and moved his hand until it was at the side of Ally's ass. Ally looked around the room again to make sure no one was watching. She shifted just enough to allow him to slide two fingers under her. Benny squeezed her cheek between his fingers, making Ally shudder. "Let me get you a blanket," Mrs. Parker said as she got up. "But I'm-," Ally said. "You're so cold you've got gooseflesh," Mrs. Parker pointed at Ally's forearms. Ally looked down to see that her arms were indeed dotted with prickled bumps. Mrs. Parker returned with a gray down blanket. Ally draped it over her lap, amazed at how soft it felt. Even though she wasn't cold, she pulled it up to her chin and stretched out her legs. When the movie ended, Mr. Parker announced that he was heading up to bed. Although it was still early, the sun was gone and the room had grown dark. Matthew, who had just awoken, made a bee-line for the vacated recliner. Benny swapped out movie discs and settled back onto the couch. As 'Shrek' got underway, Ally moved her hand from beneath the edge of the blanket. Matthew looked to be on the verge of falling back asleep. Out of the corner of her eye, Mrs. Parker seemed to be staring intently at the TV screen. Ally moved her hand along Benny's thigh until she found his hand. As soon as she did, he ran his fingers over her palm. His touch sent a jolt up her arm. She relaxed her hand and allowed him to run his fingers over the lines of her palm. Her toes curled when he brought his palm down to meet hers. She tried to wrap her fingers around his hand but he moved his away. The irony was that Benny's slow and tentative nature caused by his lack of sexual experience created its own sexual tension. Benny ran his fingers along Ally's fingertips, making her hand tingle. He traced them over her hand to her wrist. Ally tightened the muscles in her thighs to keep herself from rubbing them together. A fire was building between them and if she wasn't careful, Mrs Parker would snuff it out. Benny slid his palm over Ally's with a motion that made her eyes flutter. He lowered his palm and repeated the motion with short, slow strokes. She grabbed the couch cushion with her opposite hand and bit into her lower lip as Benny's palm 'fucked' hers. Ally was quickly losing the ability to think rationally. She looked to Mrs. Parker again and then as casually as she could, moved her right hand from the couch cushion to her dress. She pinched the material between her fingers and, little by little, began to raise it up her legs. Ally feigned stretching as she lifted it past her hips. She felt Benny squeeze her other hand and knew he'd noticed the dress moving. When the dress went past their joined hands, Benny poked her bare thigh with his finger hesitantly. Ally pulled his hand and maneuvered it so that the back of his hand was resting against her skin. Benny didn't move so Ally began rubbing it against her thigh. Ally removed her other hand from the dress and pretended to stretch her back again. As she did so, she moved her right hand to her right inner thigh. She spread her legs slightly further apart as she lowered her hand between them. She took a breath and held it. When she made contact with her panty-covered box, a moan built in her throat. She tried to mask it by clearing her throat. When it seemed no one had noticed, she pressed her fingers against the damp material. She rubbed her fingers over her clit and had to clear her throat again. Benny had started rubbing his palm against hers. Ally pushed her tongue into the inside of her cheek. She was glad it was dark in the room. If anyone could see her face, they'd surely suspect something. Ally began to time her movements with Benny's. Each time his hand came down, she rubbed her plump pussy lips. She grinned in the darkness as she contemplated the fact that she was touching herself right next to her boyfriend and his mother. Ally's toes curled as she became more insistent with her movements. Her concentration was broken when Benny stopped moving his hand and lifted it from hers. Her disappointment quickly disappeared when he brought his hand down onto her left thigh. Ally immediately began stroking her mound again, albeit at a less noticeable pace. It was becoming stifling under the blanket. Benny ran his fingers across her skin in haphazard motions. Ally moved her left thigh closer to him to the point that their legs were touching. His hand remained on top of her thigh but Ally silently willed him to move it to the inside of her thigh. Part of her actually wanted him to catch her touching herself. Ally began moving her left leg, bumping it gently against Benny's leg. Benny responded by squeezing her thigh. Ally's mouth fell open but she managed to stay silent. She couldn't take it anymore. Ally moved her fingers to the edge of her panties and pulled them aside. She hesitated a moment and then brought her fingers down onto her bare, wet cunt. She let out a loud, sharp breath as she did so, which finally drew the attention of Mrs. Parker. Ally froze. She curled her lips into her mouth and bit down on them. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Mrs. Parker's head turned toward her. It didn't help that Benny was rhythmically squeezing her thigh. Mrs. Parker stared at her for several more seconds while Ally remained motionless. Mrs. Parker turned her head back to the TV without saying anything. When it seemed Mrs. Parker hadn't noticed anything amiss, Ally ran her fingers over her soaking lips. She stopped before she reached her clit. Ally was getting hotter and hotter under the blanket. She could feel her hair sticking to her forehead. Benny's squeezes became longer and softer and Ally noticed his hand creeping toward her inner thigh. Ally stopped moving her hand between her legs. She considered grabbing his arm with her left hand to stop him but the further his hand went, the more she wanted it to keep going. His hand moved agonizingly slow until it brushed against the back of her right hand. She felt him stop immediately and pull his hand back. With her left hand, she nudged his forearm. Benny took the hint and moved his hand back. He stopped again when their hands touched. Ally started moving her hand again, rubbing her fingers in circles over her pussy. She made a show of it, knowing Benny would be able to feel it. He brought his entire hand down over hers while she slowly pushed her index finger into her pussy. She could feel his hand trembling. It was becoming harder for Ally to control her breathing or keep from moaning. Benny moved his hand to the side of Ally's. She was taken aback by his forwardness when she felt him wedging his hand between her hand and thigh and started trying to move her hand aside. Ally didn't resist and allowed his hand to move between her legs. She held her panties to the side and braced herself as his fingertips grazed over her mound. Ally closed her eyes tight and clenched her teeth. Benny's touch was electrifying even though it was apparent that he had no idea what he was doing. At first he barely touched her as if he was checking the temperature of a cooling cooking pan. He randomly poked and prodded her thick outer lips but every touch sent a pulse through her body. He moved his fingers to her opening, stopped, and moved up toward her clit and stopped again. He brought a finger back to her opening and tapped it around the area, seeming to be mesmerized by her wetness. Benny moved his finger back up Ally's slit. Ally was caught off guard when he kept going and his finger bumped her clit. "Ahhhh!" Ally moaned loudly. She knew she had gone too far. She pushed his hand away with her right while bringing her left hand from beneath the blanket to her mouth. She began forcing a long series of coughs which she accentuated by leaning forward as if she was struggling to breath. "Are you ok?" Mrs. Parker asked, sounding genuinely concerned. Ally didn't respond but instead continued to pretend to cough. "I'll get you some water," Mrs. Parker said and got off the couch and headed to the kitchen. When she was gone, Ally stopped her fit and sat back up. She reached under the blanket and lowered her dress back down her legs. She turned to look at Benny whose face was a mixture of wonder and concern. Ally grinned at him. Realizing she was ok, Benny grinned back. Ally half-lowered her eyelids and stuck out her tongue. She flicked it at him like a serpent and ran it over her upper lip. Ally heard Mrs. Parker coming back and leaned down on her legs, trying to look like she was in recovery mode. She took the water and drank a long gulp before handing the glass back to Mrs. Parker. "You don't look so well," Mrs. Parker said. She put her hand against Ally's forehead. "You feel a little warm." "You have no idea," Ally thought. "I'm fine," she said. "Or maybe I'm coming down with his allergies," she chuckled and pointed to the sleeping Matthew. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 04 Mrs. Parker's face held some concern but she sat the glass on the end table and returned to her seat on the couch. Ally let out a sigh of relief at the success of her ruse. She laid her head back against the couch and stretched her legs out beneath the blanket. She allowed her eyelids to lower as she listened to the ranting voice of Eddie Murphy's cartoon donkey character on screen. Ally was awoken by a shifting presence on the couch. "I'm heading up to bed," Mrs. Parker said as she rose from the couch. She stretched her long arms above her head. "Don't stay up too late," she yawned as she spoke. "Ally has to get home soon." "We won't mom," Benny said. "We'll be up right after this goes off." The wooden clock on the far wall read just after 8pm. The living room was dark except for the glow of Disney's 'Up' on the TV. Matthew was curled up like a squirrel in Mr. Parker's recliner. Mrs. Parker leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. Matthew snorted in his sleep. Mrs. Parker came back to the couch and leaned down to kiss Benny on the top of his head, "Goodnight sweetie." She turned to Ally and smiled, "Goodnight Alejandra,". "Goodnight Mrs. Parker," Ally was grateful not to get a peck on the head as well. Mrs. Parker started toward the stairs but stopped short. "There's more space on the couch now, you can move down to give yourself more room," Mrs. Parker pointed to the empty space on the end of the couch where she had been sitting. Her tone indicated that her comment was less a suggestion and more a direction. Taking the hint, Ally quickly slid sideways with her blanket. She leaned against the soft cushion of the arm of the couch. She could already feel her eyelids being pulled back down for another nap. Mrs. Parker bid them farewell and retired upstairs. Ally tried to focus on the bouquet of colorful balloons on the TV screen. The words of the characters made less and less sense as she hovered on the edge of sleep. In a matter of moments, she was asleep again. Was it an earthquake? Maybe a tornado? Her body rocked to and fro. No, something had her in its grip. Something strong. Something fierce. An animal. A monster. She tried to pull away but its claw dug into her shoulder, refusing to let go. Ally woke with a scream and sat up straight. "Hey! It's just me," Benny pulled his hand away. He was next to her on the couch. "I was just trying to wake you." Ally's eyes scanned the room. It took a moment for her to remember where she was. The movie had gone off and the credits were rolling up the screen. It was almost 9pm. Matthew was still asleep in the recliner. Ally swept her hand over her face and blinked several times until she was sure her dream had passed. "It's getting late, you should probably get going," Benny said. Ally fell back over onto the arm of the couch and shut her eyes. "Mmm, just five more minutes," she said. She pulled the blanket up to her neck, savoring the warmth. "Come on sleepy head," Benny grabbed the end of the blanket and tugged on it. "I don't wanna," Ally said with as whiny a tone as she could manage. She pulled the blanket up over her head and held it tightly. "Peekaboo!" Benny said as he flipped up the other end of the blanket and stuck his head under. "No, go away, let me sleep," Ally put her hand against his face and tried to shove him away. Benny opened his mouth and gently nipped one of her fingers. "Hey! Watch it!" Ally said as she pulled her hand away. "Then you'd better get up," Benny said and leaned down and nipped her hip through her dress. Ally put her hand on the top of his head to push him away and he nipped her finger again. His tongue caught the end of her finger this time and it sent a warm sensation through Ally's arm. Benny didn't seem to notice and nudged her hip with the top of his head, trying to get her moving. Ally slowly reached out her hand to his head again and just before it got there, his mouth went after it. Ally resisted the urge to pull her hand away and when Benny's mouth closed around her index finger, she did her best not to move. The heat from Benny's mouth ran through her hand, up her arm and through her chest. Benny opened his mouth after it appeared Ally wasn't going to move her hand. In the low light, Ally could see the blank expression on Benny's face. She reached out and stroked her wet finger across Benny's lower lip. She traced her finger to the corner of his mouth, enjoying the soft texture. His warm breath tickled her hand as she ran slow laps around his lips with her fingers. She needed those lips. She sat up under the blanket and as she did, Benny started to pull away from beneath the blanket. Ally moved her hand from his mouth to the back of his neck and held him in place. He stopped resisting as she brought her face in close to his. Ally closed her eyes as he leaned forward and met her lips with his. It had been days since they last kissed and Ally's longing to feel the spark was evident in the way she pressed herself against him. She ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head as their lips danced together. He flipped his tongue across her upper lip and her body melted against him. She pressed her breasts against his arm and heard him moan in response. Ally pulled away to try to catch her breath. The heat beneath the blanket was becoming unbearable. Her entire body was hot. She pulled the blanket off of their heads and looked around. Matthew was still sound asleep in the recliner. Ally immediately resumed the kiss. She slipped the tip of her tongue between Benny's lips. Benny seemed paralyzed with pleasure but Ally needed more. She needed to feel him want her. Ally grabbed Benny's wrist and guided his hand up to her chest. Benny's hand was limp so Ally set to work squeezing his hand against her breast while she playfully darted her tongue between Benny's lips. Before long, he was squeezing it on his own. Ally moaned into Benny's mouth at the pressure against her nipple. She squirmed on the couch, rubbing her thighs together, bringing a dull pleasure to her pussy. She needed more. Ally reached back and undid the buttons on the back of her dress. She moved Benny's hand away just long enough for her to slip the dress down off her shoulders. Benny broke the kiss and sat back, his eyes wide. Ally was wearing one of the plain-Jane bras that Mrs. Parker had bought her but the grin on Benny's face showed approval nonetheless. Ally took a quick glance in Matthew's direction. Satisfied that he was still deep asleep, she unhooked her bra and started to let it fall down from her chest. She held it in place for a moment as she watched Benny's face. His eyes were staring holes into the bra. Ally took the bra off and exposed her naked breasts to Benny's eyes. Benny was practically drooling and Ally figured he'd never seen a pair in real life before. The caramel skin was just a shade lighter than the tone on the rest of her body. Hard, dark nipples capped them and begged to be touched. Ally grabbed both of Benny's hands and brought them up to her chest. They easily filled his hands. He needed no encouraging this time and immediately began fondling her bare breasts. Ally leaned into his hands and grinned as he kneaded her globes. She could feel his hands shaking. She swayed her torso, trying to rub her nipples against the palms of his soft hands. Ally dipped her head and brought it in to resume their kiss. She felt Benny's hands begin to squeeze her breasts harder. "Ouch, not so hard," she said when the pressure became painful. Benny was breathing hard and looked to be on sensory overload. She guided his fingers to her nipples and shuddered as she used his hands to gently pinch them. When he seemed to get the hang of it, she removed her own hands. She threw her head back as Benny alternated between squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. His tempo was a little irregular and at times it seemed like he was kneading dough. Despite the distractions, almost every movement of Benny's hands rocked Ally's core. He was an eager learner and in time, Ally figured, he could become a fine breast masseur. Ally allowed her mind to drift away until Benny broke the tranquil silence. "What'd you say?" Ally opened her eyes. She had completely missed what he just said. "I...was wondering...uhh...could I...maybe kiss them a little?" Benny's face had the desperate pleading of a kid asking for a toy at the store. "Just a little...and then I'll stop, I promise." Ally had to work hard to keep her face neutral. "Ok but just for a minute," she said. If he hadn't done it himself, Ally figured she would've eventually grabbed the back of his head and smothered his face between her titties. As if he thought Ally might change her mind, Benny quickly lowered his face to her cleavage. For a moment he looked as if he was undecided as to which breast to choose. He opened his mouth wide and sank it over Ally's left breast. Ally couldn't help grabbing hold of the back of Benny's head. His hot mouth wrapped around her nipple gave her a brief dizzy spell and almost made her fall over. She pressed her breast against his face and he responded by sucking harder. "Gently," Ally whispered. Benny restrained himself and fell into a gentle motion. Ally was caught by surprise and moaned loudly when he quickly licked her hard nipple several times. She didn't bother trying to play it off and laid her cheek against the top of his head. "Yeah, just like that," she said. Ally felt her other breast growing cold in the living room air. She grabbed his arm and brought his hand up to it. Benny squeezed it twice and then without coaxing, brought his mouth over, picking up where he'd left off with the other breast. Ally moaned again as he swirled his tongue around the nipple. He pinched the nipple he had just finished sucking. His fingers slid over the slick skin easily. The pressure was just right. Benny was a fast learner indeed. Ally gyrated her hips on the couch. She could feel her pussy juice soaking into her panties. She kissed the top of his head, just as his mother had done. She grinned in the darkness. "I bet he likes it more when I do it," she thought to herself. A shuffling sound from across the room made her jump off the couch. She grabbed her bra and struggled to cover herself. Matthew had rolled over in the recliner. He coughed once, took a deep breath, and slipped back asleep. Ally and Benny remained frozen for several more moments, watching Matthew. Benny stood up and straightened his slacks. "That was close," he said, his voice a whisper. He collected her glass of water from the end table without looking at Ally, who was still half-naked. Ally frowned at his back as he walked past her into the kitchen. She shot a cold look at Matthew and was a little angry that he wasn't awake to see it. She sat back on the couch and poked out her lips in a pout. "I had a good time this evening," Benny said as he came back into the room. His voice was still low. He walked past Ally without looking at her. He bent down and began sorting the movies. He had fallen back his typical prim and proper mannerisms. Ally was still hot with desire. She knew Benny was too and silently shouted at him to come back to the couch. They were alone, a rare occurrence, and they needed to take advantage of their time. "Benny," she said just loudly enough to be heard from across the room. Benny was at work placing the movie discs in their cases and returning them to the shelf. He looked over and the sight before him made him drop the movie in his hand. It hit the carpeted floor with a soft thud. Ally had dropped her bra again and was sitting naked from the waist up. She had pulled her dress up to her hips and had her feet far apart on the floor, her knees spread wide. She watched Benny's eyes travel from her tits to her panties. Even in the low light, she knew he'd be able to see the dampness between her legs. Ally dipped a finger into her mouth and when Benny locked eyes with her, she removed it and rubbed it over her right nipple. She watched Benny watch her pinch and roll the nipple. His face had gone slack and she knew she was bringing him back around. She put her left index finger into her mouth and when Benny finally looked her in the eye, she began moving it back and forth between her lips. She caved in her cheeks as she sucked her finger. When she removed it from her mouth, she waved it in the air and then used it to motion Benny over. He walked over on legs that didn't look entirely stable. Ally stared at the front of his pants as he approached and noticed that they looked like they had grown a bit tight in the crotch. She grabbed the front of his shirt when he stopped in front of her. She pulled it out of his pants and slipped her hand beneath it. She ran her hand across Benny's stomach and was surprised to feel solid abs there. She dragged her fingernails down his chest which made Benny laugh loudly and jump back. They both looked over at Matthew but he remained undisturbed. Ally pressed her finger against her lips, telling Benny to keep quiet. She brought both hands to his belt buckle and undid it. She could feel Benny's legs shaking as she pulled his pants down and let them fall to his ankles. Benny was wearing a pair of 'tighty-whities'. His hardness was clearly evident beneath the white cotton fabric. He moved his hands to cover himself but Ally grabbed his wrists and moved them away. Her own hands trembled with anticipation as she slipped her fingers into his waistband. She lowered them until his cock sprang free. It wasn't overly long, she'd had bigger, but it was thick. The smooth purple head looked angry and a large vein ran down the side. It bobbed in the air as it stood up. Ally reached up and wrapped her hand around the base. The shaft was hot against her skin. She heard Benny take in a sudden gulp of air. She looked up at him as she slid her hand up the length of his dick until it reached the head. His face was a combination of disbelief and fear. When her hand rubbed the head, she felt his body shake. Ally brought her hand back to the base and began slow, shallow strokes, only going about halfway up his cock. She leaned in closer to his legs to block his view as she brought her other hand to the top of her panties and dropped it into her waistband. She gnashed her teeth as she ran her fingers down her slit. She was soaking wet. She spread her juice over the lips. An audible moan escaped her mouth as she ran her index and middle fingers down each side of her clit, barely grazing it. Ally couldn't resist. She pressed her finger between her wet lips. As she brought it back out, she ran it along her clit. She tried to keep her voice down but her near constant moans broke through the silence of the living room. Benny's cock throbbed in her hand as she continued to jerk him off, slowly sliding the skin back and forth. Ally could feel her juice seeping onto her hand and hoped it wouldn't show on the dark fabric of the couch. Benny reached down and grabbed one of Ally's tits. Ally looked up and grinned at him. His face was flushed and his mouth was hanging partially open. He smiled back at her when she looked up. Ally looked toward Matthew and after confirming he was still out, leaned in close to Benny's cock. She held her hand still at the base and looked back up to Benny. While keeping eye contact, she lowered her face to the underside of Benny's hard shaft and extended her tongue. Watching Benny's eyes grow larger, Ally placed the tip of her tongue against his dick, just above her hand. As slowly as she could manage, she flattened her tongue against the shaft and dragged it along the underside. Ally watched Benny as she went. His mouth opened further and further as she went. By the time she reached the head, Benny looked to be in excruciating pain. Ally rolled her tongue from side to side under the head of Benny's cock and then rolled it up over the tip. Benny cried out and squeezed her breast hard. Ally winced at the pain but otherwise ignored it. She ran her tongue back down along the bottom of his shaft just as slowly. When she got to Benny's balls, she ran her tongue over them. A salty taste flooded her mouth. Ally bounced his balls on her tongue twice which brought a stifled giggle from Benny. He sounded out of breath. Ally worked her tongue back up Benny's cock, more quickly this time and when she got to the head, she opened her mouth and placed it over the head. She had to stretch her lips to accommodate his girth. Benny's eyes looked to be bulging out of his head. Ally held her mouth in place for a moment before lowering her lips down his shaft. Ally hadn't sucked off a lot of cocks but this was one of the thickest she'd had. She opened her mouth wide to keep from scraping him with her teeth. Benny began moaning loudly as she took him in. Ally pulled her mouth off his cock. Benny looked like someone had just stolen his lunch money. "Shhhhh, we gotta be quiet," Ally said. "I'm trying," Benny said. Ally knew he was probably doing his best. It was no doubt the first time he'd had his dick in a girl's mouth. Ally wrapped her lips back around him and started taking him in. She went as far as she could without gagging and returned her mouth to the head. She went back down and then up and began a slow rhythm of sucking his thick cock. By now Ally was swiveling her hips in time with her fingers which were rapidly sliding through her pussy lips. She no longer cared if Benny could tell she was fingering herself. Ally figured he was probably more focused on his dick in her mouth anyway. Ally loosened her hand's grip on Benny's cock and slid it up his length to meet her lips. She moved them in unison up and down Benny's cock while she rocked her hips on the couch. Ally swirled her tongue under Benny's cock each time she went up. The slurping sounds of her vigorous efforts seemed loud in the quiet room but Ally was completely focused on getting the two of them off. Benny tightened his grip on Ally's tit. It almost seemed that he was holding on to it to keep from falling over. His head was turned to the ceiling and Ally could hear him sucking air between his teeth in rapid breaths. She knew it wouldn't be long. Ally reluctantly pulled her hand out of her panties. She tightened her lips around Benny's head as she slid her mouth off of him with an audible pop. She leaned over on the couch and was able to grab a handful of Matthew's tissues from the end table. Wrapping her hand back around Benny's cock, Ally quickly stroked him. Her breasts jiggled as she whipped her hand along the full length of Benny's dick. Benny was breathing hard and whimpering quietly. He began thrusting his hips forward and Ally knew it was coming. She held the tissues up and aimed his cock at them as she stroked faster. Benny groaned loudly as the first spurt shot out. It went past the napkin and onto her wrist. Ally urged Benny to be quiet. "Unnhh unnhh unnhh," was all Benny could say in response. He thrust his hips forcefully as he continued to cum. The second and third shots landed on the napkin but the fourth one exploded with so much force that it went over the napkin and Ally's arm entirely and landed between Ally's breasts. She giggled and slowed her strokes. Several much smaller spurts ran over her hand and leaked onto the napkin before he was done. Ally tightened her grip and milked out one last drop before wiping the tissues across the head of his cock. Benny shuddered when she did. Ally removed her hand and wiped Benny's warm liquid from her hand and wrist. She looked down at her chest. A long trail of Benny's white cock juice was running down to her stomach. Ally caught it with the tissues before it got to her dress. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 04 Footsteps near the top of the stairs made Ally almost jump out of her skin. She balled up the wet tissues and stuffed then into the couch cushions. Benny quickly stooped down to hitch his underwear and pants back up to his waist. He fumbled trying to get his belt buckled but managed to do it in time. He tucked in his shirt and tried to smooth out its ruffled appearance. Ally wasn't having as much success. She was able to get her bra back on and her nimble fingers got it fastened. She worked too hastily as she tried to get her dress back over her chest and there was soft 'pop' followed by another 'pop' as she tried to cinch it in the back. Ally's heart stopped. She reached back and ran her fingers along the material to confirm what she already knew: she had ripped two of the flimsy buttons from the back of the dress. Ally straightened her arms and frowned as she looked down at the dress. Without fully closing the back of her dress, the dress hung down noticeably in the front. Benny hadn't realized the wardrobe malfunction. He widened his eyes as he looked at Ally and then toward the stairs. He could see his mom's feet midway down the stairs. "Hurry up!" Benny mouthed to Ally. Ally grabbed a handful of the back of the dress which made the dress appear normal but Ally knew there was no way she would be able to explain why she was holding the back of her dress. Mrs. Parker had descended the stairs. Ally made a split-second decision. She threw herself down on the couch and yanked the blanket up over her entire body. Benny took a step toward her but it was too late. "Are you heading up to bed sweetie?" Mrs. Parker said. "I...well...yeah in a minute," he managed to say. "Did Ally already leave?" Mrs. Parker said as she stepped past the end of the couch. Ally laid perfectly still and held her breath. Benny stuck his hands into his pockets and stepped away from the couch. Mrs. Parker stopped in her tracks when she noticed the shape of a person under the blanket. "Oh, the poor baby is asleep. Bless her heart," she said. Benny took another step away from Ally as if his mom would be able to sense the blowjob he just received from Ally. Mrs. Parker bent down and patted Ally's leg through the blanket. Ally refused to move. "Wake her up so she can get ready to go home, it's really late," Mrs. Parker said. "I'm going to get Matthew up to bed." She walked over to Matthew who was still asleep and had one leg draped over the arm of the chair. Mrs. Parker grabbed Matthew's shoulder and shook him. Matthew groaned and slid down in the chair away from her. "Come on, let's get you up to bed," Mrs. Parker said. Matthew grumbled but eventually allowed himself to be led from the chair and up the stairs by Mrs. Parker. Ally and Benny remained motionless until the two of them had disappeared. Ally immediately flung the blanket free from her body and jumped off the couch. Her movement caused the dress to sink low in the front and reveal her cleavage. "I'd better go now while I can," Ally grabbed the back of her dress to keep it from falling further. She stepped toward Benny and moved her lips toward his. Benny jerked his head away at the last second. "What?" Ally said, genuinely perplexed. Benny lowered his eyes, "Well you were just...,". Ally followed his eyes down and got the hint. Benny wasn't the first guy who'd refused to kiss her after giving him a blowjob. Ally rolled her eyes and stepped past him. Benny turned toward her as passed and opened the front door. "Hey, are you still coming over tomorrow for the cookout?" Benny said. Ally tried to suppress her smile. "I'll have to check my calendar," she said over her shoulder as she shut the door behind her. The next day Ally took Benny up on his offer and returned to the Parker house. As soon as she drew near to the picket fence surrounding their yard, the smell of charcoal and roasting meat wafted toward her nose. Her mouth watered as she stepped up to knock on the door. The door opened with Matthew standing in the doorway. "Hello Ale-," Matthew's greeting was cut off by a series of sneezes. His nose was red and his eyes drooped. The allergies were being just as brutal on him as the day before. Matthew led her into the kitchen where Mrs. Parker was peeling apples. Matthew collapsed into a chair at the kitchen table. There were two apples on the table in front of him, one of which was half peeled. He picked up the peeler laying next to them and stared at the apples, seemingly trying to gather the strength to continue his task. "Well hello there Alejandra," Mrs. Parker beamed when Ally entered the room. "Hello Mrs. Parker," Ally stepped lightly as she walked in. She could never be sure what was going on in that woman's head. "Benjamin is out back helping his father on the grill," she pointed through the kitchen's sliding glass door. Mr. Parker was draped in a white apron. A white chef's hat was canted at an angle and sitting atop his head. Ally stepped to the door and opened it. "Hi Mr. Parker," she called out. "Hi Benny—er, Benjamin." Mr. Parker looked up from the grill and greeted her, "We're cooking up a storm out here," he gestured to the large black grill in front of him. "Hey Alejandra," Benny said and waved a grill spatula at her. His face turned red and he began grinning and broke eye contact. "I was going to help too," Matthew said from the table, "But dad says 'Too many cooks spoil the broth'. He let loose with a sneeze, directly onto the half-peeled apple in his hand. "So does salmonella," Ally thought. "Matthew, why don't you go lay down for a bit?" Mrs. Parker said. "Ally can help me in the kitchen." With obvious effort, Matthew struggled out of the chair and crossed the kitchen to Mrs. Parker. He held out the apple he'd just sneezed on. "Oh, you can just set that down over there," she nodded back toward the table. Matthew sat it down and left the kitchen. "The poor baby," Mrs. Parker muttered. She sat down the apples she was peeling and retrieved a cleaning solution from beneath the sink. She scrubbed the table and chair Matthew was sitting in and Ally was glad to see Mrs. Parker toss his apples into the trash. "How can I help?" Ally said as she stepped over. "I need to peel a few more apples for this applesauce," Mrs. Parker said. "If you want, there should be another peeler in the drawer over there." Ally found the peeler and set to work skinning one of the red apples from the bag near Mrs. Parker. "I'll be right back," Mrs. Parker said and left the kitchen. Ally quickly finished off one apple and was peeling another. She was surprised at how well her fingers skipped over the fruit. She reached into the bag and picked up another apple. If there was money in it, Ally would consider doing it as a part time job. She heard Mrs. Parker walk back into the kitchen and stop. Ally turned to look in her direction. Mrs. Parker was standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Ally furrowed her brow as she tried to see what Mrs. Parker was holding in her right hand. It looked like a wad of paper. Closer examination revealed it was tissue. The dark scowl on Mrs. Parker's face told Ally exactly where she had gotten it. It was far too late to bother trying to convince her that the dried substance on it was something other than Benny's cum. Ally's blood ran ice cold. Her muscles lost tension. The apple and peeler fell from her hands. The peeler hit the counter with a 'clang'. The apple thumped onto the counter, rolled, and made a deeper sound as it was ruined in its fall to the floor. Mrs. Parker took a step into the kitchen while Ally took two steps away. Mrs. Parker took another step and Ally backed up until she felt her butt press into the side of the counter. "I give you food from my table," Mrs. Parker's voice was heavy but quiet, "I buy you clothes with our family's hard earned money. I bring you into my home...,". Mrs. Parker paused and turned her head away from Ally. "How could you do this to me?" Ally could think of nothing to say and stared at the floor. The time she had gotten caught flashing Benny under the table seemed like child's play compared to this. "Answer me!" Mrs. Parker stomped her foot while trying to keep her voice down. Ally avoided the woman's eyes. "We only...I mean...we didn't-," Ally said. "Don't lie to me you whore!" Mrs. Parker hurled the crumbled tissue at Ally but it only made it several feet before falling to the floor. This only seemed to add to her rage. She walked over to it and kicked it in Ally's direction. She held her fists in the air next to her temples and started to let out a scream. She closed her mouth as she did so and muffled the sound. She screamed for what seemed like close to ten seconds. It sounded like the damped scream of someone being tortured in a far off basement dungeon. Mrs. Parker's face was almost purple. When she stopped screaming, she stalked toward Ally with the smooth deliberate steps of an axe murderer. Ally pressed tighter against the counter. Mrs. Parker's eyes were cold. Ally considered grabbing something to defend herself and reached back. Her hand went into the bowl of peeled apples and knocked it to the floor. Ally put her hands up in front of her body. Mrs. Parker closed until her breasts were against Ally's upturned forearms. Ally hid her face behind her hands. When Mrs. Parker didn't say or do anything, Ally dared peek between her hands. Mrs. Parker was glaring at her through the space between her hands. Her mouth was parted and her teeth bared. Mrs. Parker shot a glance toward the sliding glass door at Mr. Parker and Benny. She turned back to Ally and grabbed her by the forearm. "Come with me," she dug her fingernails into Ally's arm, making the young woman scream out. "Shut up," she hissed. Ally cast a longing look out the door at Mr. Parker and Benny and considered calling out to them but figured even if she did, they might not get to her in time. Mrs. Parker pulled her across the living room to the stairs. Ally stumbled up the stairs as Mrs. Parker continued to lead her by the arm. Mrs. Parker stopped at a doorway and shoved Ally into the room. It looked to be Mr. and Mrs. Parker's bedroom. A large bed in the center dominated the room. It was covered with a dark chocolate colored comforter with a subdued floral pattern. Two pillows in matching cases sat at the head of the bed. There was a mahogany night table on either side of the bed. Each table was topped with a reading lamp and a black book. 'Holy Bible' was inscribed on the cover of each book in gold lettering. Mrs. Parker left and walked down down the hall. Ally rubbed her arm over the scratches left by Mrs. Parker. She hadn't closed the door when she left the room and Ally thought about making a run for it. A door opened and then closed down the hall. Ally's ears perked up as she strained to listen to the muffled voices of Mrs. Parker and what sounded like Matthew. The door opened and closed again. Ally's skin prickled as she heard Mrs. Parker return. She walked back into the room, shutting the door behind her. "I have tried to do my best with you," Mrs. Parker clasped her hands in front of her. "But no matter what I do, you just...," she closed her eyes and turned her face toward the ceiling. "The Lord is my strength and my song, he has become my salvation," she whispered. She opened her eyes and wiped her hand over her cheek as if wiping away a tear. She let out a long sigh. Mrs. Parker walked toward Ally and Ally jumped backwards. Mrs. Parker walked past her and knelt at the side of the bed. "Come pray with me," Mrs. Parker held out her hand to Ally. Ally stepped forward, almost crouching as she went. She knew the woman would leap up and wrap her hands around her throat any moment. She took Mrs. Parker's hand and was jerked off balance as Mrs. Parker pulled her down to the floor next to her. Mrs. Parker released her hand and leaned onto the bed. She put her elbows down and pressed her palms together in front of her face as she closed her eyes. "Pray," she said. Ally put her own elbows on the bed and resumed the same position. Mrs. Parker began muttering under her breath in what Ally assumed was prayer. Ally herself had prayed before. Mostly to pass tests she hadn't studied for. Or to not get into trouble for things she'd done. Or that her mom would win the lotto. Or that her dad would come back. Or the time she prayed she wouldn't get pregnant after she had sex with her friend's father at a sleepover. Ally had no idea what to pray this time. "Dear God," she began in silence, "Please don't let my mom find out about me sucking Benny's cock...oops...I mean giving him a blowjob...I mean...well you know..." Ally continued to talk to God. She prayed that Mrs. Parker would lighten up. She prayed that the afternoon food was delicious. The moments ticked by and Ally ran out of things to pray for. Finally Mrs. Parker got up. Ally opened her eyes and began to stand. "No," Mrs. Parker pushed down on Ally's shoulder, "You need to keep praying. I'll be back." Ally knelt back onto the bed while Mrs. Parker left the room. Ally folded her hands and closed her eyes. She stared at the darkness behind her eyelids while she waited for Mrs. Parker to return. Ally turned to look over her shoulder when Mrs. Parker came back into the room. "I said keep praying," Mrs. Parker roughly pointed at the bed. Ally turned back around and closed her eyes. She heard Mrs. Parker walk back to the bed but was confused when she heard the woman stop behind her. There was a shuffling sound and then Ally felt Mrs. Parker grab the hem of her dress. "What are you...," Ally turned around to say. "What did I say?" Mrs. Parker said with a raised voice. Her face had grown dark, much like it had been when she'd confronted Ally with the cum-stained tissues. Ally turned back to face the bed but didn't close her eyes. She waited and kept still as she felt Mrs. Parker lift her dress up and over her ass to the middle of her back. Ally started to turn around again when she felt Mrs. Parker's fingers hook into the waistband of her panties. Mrs. Parker yanked them down hard in one swift motion. She lifted Ally's knees and pulled the panties off her legs. "Oh God, not again," Ally groaned quietly. "Yes that's it, pray," Mrs. Parker said from behind her. Ally pressed her hands tightly together as she waited for Mrs. Parker's next move. For several seconds there was nothing. She knew the woman was staring at her closely trimmed cunt. Then there was the distinct feeling of a warm, wet tongue on the back of her right thigh. "Hey!" Ally called out and pulled her leg away. Mrs. Parker swatted her on her ass. "Oww!" Ally cried. She reached back and ran her hand across her tender cheek. Mrs. Parker pushed her hand away and in a moment Ally felt her tongue on her thigh again. Ally trembled but didn't turn around. Ally clenched her jaw as she felt Mrs. Parker's tongue run up the back side of her thigh until it reached the ass cheek she'd just spanked. The stinging sensation was gradually replaced by Mrs. Parker's gentle kisses over the surface of Ally buttocks. Ally pressed her hands more tightly together as she felt Mrs. Parker press her lips to her left ass cheek. She couldn't help but shiver when Mrs. Parker ran her tongue down the back of Ally's left thigh, stopping at the back of her knee. Ally felt Mrs. Parker shift behind her and then the warmth of her tongue as it ran up the inside of her left thigh. Ally unclasped her hands and grabbed two handfuls of the Parkers' comforter. Ally wasn't sure if she wanted it. She rarely turned down the opportunity to have a hot mouth devour her pussy. But she had never had another female do it. Ally became lightheaded at the thought of her boyfriend's mother being the first one to do it. Things were getting out of hand. Mrs. Parker's tongue stopped just inches below Ally's hot center and crossed over to her right inner thigh. It was when her tongue began to travel down away from her pussy that Ally realized she was truly disappointed that it wasn't going the opposite direction. She spread her legs slightly as Mrs. Parker got lower on her leg. Mrs. Parker placed her hands along the inside of Ally's thighs and spread them another inch. She began quickly snaking her tongue back and forth against Ally's left inner thigh. After about five seconds, she moved over and did the same thing to the right one. Then she switched back to the left and back to the right, moving a bit higher each time. It seemed the higher Mrs. Parker went, the slower her movements got. Ally's pussy cried out to be touched. Ally pulled on the comforter and wrapped her hands in it to keep from reaching down to stroke her clit. Mrs. Parker stopped again when she got about an inch away from Ally's box. Ally shut her eyes tightly and squeezed the comforter. She almost wanted to tell Mrs. Parker to eat her but couldn't work up the courage to beg for it. She arched her back and swayed her hips, waiting for Mrs. Parker's tongue to reconnect. Mrs. Parker snorted at her. Ally pictured the look of derision that Mrs. Parker surely had on her face as she watched her writhe and shake her ass like a bitch in heat. Seconds passed and there was nothing. Ally desperately needed to do something. If Mrs. Parker wouldn't touch it, Ally would do it herself if she had to, even in front of the woman. Ally released the comforter and at the same moment, Mrs. Parker pressed her mouth against Ally's engorged lips. "Oh God!" Ally cried out as she seized the comforter once again. "Yes, pray," Mrs. Parker said, but with her mouth against Ally's pussy, it came out as 'Yeff, pwway'. The vibration of Mrs. Parker's mouth sent ripples up Ally's spine and she rocked back toward the older woman's face. Mrs. Parker grabbed both of Ally's ass cheeks and squeezed hard, holding her in place. Mrs. Parker ran her tongue the entire length of Ally's slit. Ally's face fell down to the bed and she bit the comforter. Ally moaned loudly into it as Mrs. Parker's tongue traced its way up Ally's lips and whipped over her clit. She slowly ran it down between Ally's lips to her opening and slipped it in. In a smooth motion, she flattened her tongue, withdrew it, and ran it back up to Ally's clit. When she reached Ally's bud, she lowered her tongue and did it again and again. Ally screamed into the comforter each time she did it. Ally's clit quickly became sensitive and she pressed her hips into the bed, away from Mrs. Parker's tongue lashing. Mrs. Parker moved her mouth down along Ally's slit and rubbed her lips back and forth along it, smearing Ally's juice around her face. She moaned as she whipped her head back and forth. Ally spit the comforter out of her mouth. She was having trouble breathing. She propped herself up onto her elbows and opened her eyes. The rooms white walls appeared to be covered in light purple spots. Mrs. Parker slipped her tongue back between Ally's lips and sawed it in and out of her. She kept her tongue's focus away from Ally's clit as she lapped at her pussy. Ally struggled to find air as Mrs. Parker ate her. Ally tried to lift herself to her hands and arched her back while Mrs. Parker tongue fucked her. "Oh fuck yeah!" Ally cried out when Mrs. Parker curled her tongue and grazed it against Ally's clit. A knock at the bedroom door froze them both in place. Mrs. Parker withdrew her face from between Ally's legs. "Yes," she called out. "The hot dogs are done and the burgers will be done soon," Benny said from the other side of the door. "Ok, we'll be down in a minute to finish the applesauce," Mrs. Parker said to him as if her face wasn't shining with his girlfriend's pussy juice. "Ally and I are just praying." Keeping Him Pure Ch. 04 "Uhh...ok," Benny said. "I'm gonna head back out and finish helping dad." Ally could hear her heart beating in her head but was still able to hear Benny's footfalls as he went downstairs. "Less profanity, more prayer," Mrs. Parker said to Ally. "Well...maybe we shouldn't be...," Ally started to say. She was interrupted as Mrs. Parker's mouth wrapped around Ally's clit. "Oh God!" Ally cried out. She hoped Benny was too far away to hear her and collapsed back onto the bed. She stuffed the comforter back into her mouth and moaned into it as Mrs. Parker tongued her clit several times. Mrs. Parker removed her right hand from Ally's ass cheek and rubbed it along Ally's soaking pussy lips. She took her mouth off of Ally's clit and began to run her tongue in circles around it. She pressed her index finger up inside the young woman and slowly eased it in and out. Ally gnawed on the comforter in her mouth while Mrs. Parker teased her clit with her tongue. Mrs. Parker increased the speed of her finger as she pumped it into Ally. She moved her hand higher which allowed her to grind it against Ally's clit. Mrs. Parker gently bit into Ally's ass cheek, bringing forth another loud moan. "For this is the will of God, your sanctification," Mrs. Parker said loudly, "that you abstain from sexual immorality." Mrs. Parker removed her other hand from Ally's ass cheek. Free to move, Ally had begun rocking back against Mrs. Parker's hand. "That each one of you," Mrs. Parker continued to speak, "know how to control her own body in holiness and honor." As she said the last word, Ally felt her slow the pace of her hand. Ally spit the comforter out of her mouth as Mrs. Parker flicked her clit with her tongue. "Oh my God! Please! Yes!" Mrs. Parker withdrew her tongue, "Not in the passion of lust like the Gentiles who do not know God." She immediately went back to work on Ally's clit. "Omigawd! Omigawd! Omigawd!" Ally repeated over and over. "Pwaise Gwad!" Mrs. Parker said loudly into Ally's pussy as the younger woman bucked against her face. Ally lowered her face back to the bed and screamed out at the top of her lungs as her body was rocked with an explosive orgasm. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably as she came on Mrs. Parker's hand and mouth. Mrs. Parker kept up the speed of her hand and tongue as she brought Ally through her orgasm. Ally's short, shallow breaths were coming out in high-pitched whistles. Ally couldn't take the contact on her clit anymore and reached back to gently push Mrs. Parker's face away. Mrs. Parker moved her head but kept her hand in place, gradually slowing her hand as Ally's breathing slowed. "Praise God!" Mrs. Parker called out. "Oh dear God," Ally muttered, the side of her head against the bed. She shuddered several more times as Mrs. Parker rubbed her fingers around Ally's wet mound. She let out a long deep sigh when Mrs. Parker finally withdrew her hand. Mrs. Parker walked into the bedroom's adjoining bathroom and Ally heard her running water in the sink. Ally continued to kneel at the side of the bed and revel in her post-orgasmic bliss. The water shut off and Mrs. Parker came back into the bedroom. "Clean yourself up," Mrs. Parker said. Her tone had a spiteful bite to it. She opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. Matthew's voice drifted down toward Ally's ears, making her body shoot upright. "Is everything ok mom," Matthew said. "Yes honey, Ally and I were just praying," Mrs. Parker said. It was amazing how quickly her tone could change. "Oh ok, that's what I thought," Matthew said. "Go back and get some rest, the food will be ready soon," Mrs. Parker said and shut the bedroom door behind her. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 05 Ally's sleeping bag was incredibly cumbersome as she toted it to the Parkers' front door. As she struggled to get it up onto the porch, her old, heavy green backpack rocked to and fro on her back. It was stuffed to the gills and she had barely been able to get it zipped. There was a small tear on the back side near the bottom. Ally let the sleeping bag fall down onto porch below the 'Bless Our Home' sign and rapped on the door. One of the cinching straps from the bag had come loose and Ally stooped down to refasten it. When the door opened, Ally froze as she stared at the white flats in the doorway. Above the shoes was a hint of pale leg skin that disappeared behind a long, flowing cornflower blue sun dress. Ally continued to lift her face until she met the gaze of Mrs. Parker. The weight of the backpack pulled her backwards and Ally lost her balance and fell back onto her butt. "Oopsies," Mrs. Parker said and extended a hand to Ally. Ally took her hand and was surprised at Mrs. Parker's strength as she was lifted back to her feet. Mrs. Parker maintained their interlocked hands and turned Ally to the side. She patted Ally's ass several times, sweeping away the dirt from her fall. The contact made Ally's lower back tingle. Ally wrested her hand free Mrs. Parker's and twisted her body away from Mrs. Parker's strokes. "Thanks," Ally muttered. "Good to see you, Alejandra," Mrs. Parker said. "Do you need a hand with your bags?" "No thanks," Ally said and grunted as she steadied her backpack and seized her sleeping bag. Mrs. Parker smiled and stepped aside as Ally dragged her sleeping bag into the Parkers' living room. Ally sat her backpack down and fell back onto the couch. Mrs. Parker went to the bottom of the stairs and called out to Benny. "Benjamin! Matthew! Alejandra's here, are you two almost ready?" Mrs. Parker looked up the stairs and when she didn't get a reply, started heading up. "Make yourself at home," Mrs. Parker said to Ally as she went up. Ally got up from the couch and grabbed a handful of her dress and turned to look at her backside. The plum color of her dress did a satisfactory job of hiding the dirt. She swept at it and sat back on the couch. Ally crossed her legs in front of her and stretched them out. She put her hands out to either side of her on the cushion and ran her fingers back and forth over the velvety fabric. She moved her hand to the rear of the cushion and when her hand sank behind the cushion, her mind flashed back several days to when she'd used that space as a hiding spot. A hiding spot for the tissues Benny had cum into after Ally had sucked and jerked him off. A hiding spot that turned out to not be so hidden when Benny's mom found the tissues and confronted Ally with them. Ally bit her lower lip as she recalled what had followed. Benny's mom had dragged her upstairs to 'pray' with her about the situation. As Ally had knelt in prayer beside Mrs. Parker's bed, she was interrupted by Mrs. Parker lifting her dress and kissing the back of Ally's thighs. Mrs. Parker had demanded Ally continue to pray. As Ally did so, the kisses found their way to Ally's pussy. Mrs. Parker ended up eating her to an incredible orgasm while Matt was down the hall sleeping and Mr. Parker and Benny were outside grilling. Ally's mind drifted back to the present and she realized she had been bouncing her legs and rubbing her thighs together as she mentally relived the event. She relaxed her legs and smoothed out the front of her dress. She leaned forward and unzipped her backpack, double checking that she had everything she needed for her trip. She had been invited by Benny's parents to join him and Matt at their church's youth retreat. It was an annual two day event at the church for members and friends aged 13 to 20. The attendees spent the weekend participating in age-specific workshops, seminars, games, and other activities intended to instill Christian values in the youth of the church. Ally wasn't thrilled with the prospect of spending the weekend with a bunch of stiffs. She barely knew anyone at the Parkers' church. The only reason she agreed to go was because Benny had been so thrilled when he told her his parents had not only invited her but had paid her registration fee. Ally hadn't had the heart to crush his enthusiasm. And even though she expected it to be a wasted weekend, Ally felt it was far too rude to turn down the offer. Soft thumps on the stairway signaled Mrs. Parker's return. "Benjamin and Matthew should be down shortly," Mrs. Parker said. "I told them to shake a leg. Their father will be home soon to drive you all to the retreat." Mrs. Parker walked to the couch and sat on the opposite end from Ally. "Looks like you're ready for a great weekend," Mrs. Parker said as she looked down at Ally's sleeping bag. Ally noticed Mrs. Parker wrinkle her nose when she looked at the backpack. "Yes, I'm really looking forward to it," Ally flexed her right hand as she lied. "And thank you again for paying for me to go." "You're more than welcome Alejandra. My husband and I felt that it would be a wonderful opportunity for you to see some of the great things our church offers. And it will be a chance to make some new friends as well. Mrs. Parker's eyes traveled to Ally's backpack again. "Your bag looks awfully uncomfortable," Mrs. Parker said. "You know," she spoke as if the idea had just come to her, "I think I have a spare suitcase I could loan you." Mrs. Parker stood from the couch and started toward the stairs. "In fact, it'll match your dress too," she smiled and motioned Ally to follow. As far as Ally was concerned, anything was better than walking around looking like she had a giant turtle shell on her back. Ally got up and followed her upstairs. Ally's pace slowed as Mrs. Parker went into her and Mr. Parker's bedroom. Ally hung back at the door and stared down at the place on the floor where she'd been when Mrs. Parker's face was buried in her pussy. Mrs. Parker opened the door of their walk-in closet and began rummaging within. "Come on in," she said from within the closet. Ally hesitated and scratched the door frame with her fingernails. She looked down the hallway at the open doors of Benny and Matt's rooms before stepping into Mrs. Parker's room. She kept her distance from the bed and stood near the writing desk on the far side of the room away from the closet. There was a cacophony of bumps and thuds from within the closet before Mrs. Parker emerged. "I found it," she said as she wheeled out a large, dark purple suitcase. It was accented with flecks of white and hot pink squares, a far cry from Mrs. Parker's usual style. She pulled it into the center of the room. "It was a Christmas gift from a couple years ago. I just never got a chance to use it." Given its design, Ally figured it was more likely Mrs. Parker never intended to use it. "It looks great, thank you," Ally said. She grabbed the handle and began leaving the room with it. "Actually, before you go," Mrs. Parker said, "I wanted to talk to you for a moment." Ally froze in her tracks and tightened her grip on the suitcase handle. Mrs. Parker stepped past her and gently shut the door. She reached down and grabbed Ally's arm and tugged on it until she released the suitcase handle. "Let's have a seat," Mrs. Parker said. Ally's heart rate skyrocketed as she sat on the bed next to Mrs. Parker. The woman still hadn't let her arm go. "As you know," Mrs. Parker said with a smile, "The youth retreat is fully chaperoned. The boys and girls sleep in separate areas and actually don't spend a lot of time with each other during the weekend. Still, there will be a few activities where boys and girls mix and there is a chance that there may be a few times when you're not under the immediate eye of an adult. To be frank," Mrs. Parker continued, "I sincerely hope and expect you will be on your best behavior this weekend." Ally had been distracted as Mrs. Parker spoke. Mrs. Parker's grip on Ally's arm had tightened with almost every word to the point that it was now almost painful. Ally casually tried to pull her arm away but Mrs. Parker resisted. Though Mrs. Parker continued to smile, her steely eyes were boring holes into Ally's soul. The message was loud and clear. "I will be, Mrs. Parker," Ally said. She moved her arm again, more forcefully this time. Mrs. Parker's left eye twitched slightly. Her smile grew wider and she released Ally's arm. When Ally pulled it back, there was a red mark where the woman's hand had been. "Alright, thank you," Mrs. Parker said. She stood from the bed, "I know this retreat is not something you're used to, but I really do think you'll have a good time." Ally got up from the bed immediately and grabbed the suitcase, eager to push past Mrs. Parker and out of the room. Mrs. Parker grabbed the door knob, turned it and opened the door a few inches then shut it again, leaving her hand on the knob. "You know," Mrs. Parker's lowered her voice, "maybe we should pray over your trip before you go." Ally took a step back, putting the suitcase between herself and Mrs. Parker. When Mrs. Parker turned around, her smile had almost completely eroded away. "You tell me that you will behave yourself this weekend, but how many times have you abused my trust?" She took a step toward Ally. Ally stepped back further, pulling the suitcase with her. "You exposed yourself to my son right in front of me. Then I take you to the store and you expose yourself to the salesman," Mrs. Parker's smile had been replaced with a sneer. As she spoke, she continued to move toward Ally who in turn, moved away. "And then I invite you into my home but I can't leave you alone for five minutes because as soon as I'm gone, you seduce Benjamin into letting you perform fellat-," Mrs. Parker's face grew red, "give him a blowjob!' Ally released the suitcase and as she did, Mrs. Parker quickly stepped around it and grabbed her by the arm. "But I...he wanted...," Ally spoke as Mrs. Parker pulled her to the edge of the bed. "Don't you dare lie about my son," Mrs. Parker hissed. "He told me what you two did." She pushed down hard on Ally's shoulders. Ally didn't resist and fell to her knees. "Pray," Mrs. Parker said, her voice now a whisper. Ally placed her arms and hands on the bed in front of her. "Oh please God," Ally said. "Don't let this happen again," she said quietly, almost inaudibly. There was a rustling behind her as Mrs. Parker got onto the floor behind her. Ally's body tensed as Mrs. Parker grabbed the sides of her dress and lifted it up over her ass. Mrs. Parker 'tsk'd' behind her, obviously disapproving of the thong-style pink panties Ally was wearing. Ally shut her eyes as Mrs. Parker pulled them down her legs. Mrs. Parker ran her fingernails along the back of Ally's thighs. She squeezed Ally's ass cheeks and leaned over her back. She gently kissed the top of Ally's left ear. Ally moaned as she felt the woman's warm breath on the side of her neck. "You're supposed to be praying," Mrs. Parker whispered into Ally's ear, "Not moaning like a whore." Ally wanted to turn and spit into the woman's face. Mrs. Parker drew back and as she did, she began kissing Ally's back through the dress. She started between her shoulder blades and moved down her spine until she reached her exposed skin. She planted a single kiss onto her lower back. She continued her path down Ally's back, extending her tongue and running it down the middle of her back. Ally's anger thawed as Mrs. Parker tickled the surface of her ass cheeks with her tongue. She started on the left side and when she got down to the top of Ally's thigh, she went back up and then down the right side. When she got to the top of Ally's right thigh, she snaked her tongue onto her inner thigh, toward her pussy. Ally thought Mrs. Parker was going to plunge right in but she broke her tongue's contact just before she got there and continued onto her left inner thigh. She continued to tease her tongue back and forth along Ally's thighs. The anticipation was starting to draw Ally in. If this woman intended to go down on her again, it was time to just get it over with. Ally moved her hips back an inch. "Please God make her eat my pussy," Ally couldn't believe the words had come out of her mouth. "Hmph," Mrs. Parker sounded amused. She squeezed Ally's ass cheeks hard. "Aaaagghhh!" Ally cried out when Mrs. Parker's tongue parted her pussy lips. She spread her knees apart to give her better access. Mrs. Parker slipped the tip of her tongue into Ally and flicked it in and out, making the young woman shiver with delight. "Oh God yes," Ally moaned. Mrs. Parker flattened her tongue and ran it over the entire surface of Ally's pussy, stopping just short of her clit. Ally shook her ass in the woman's face, trying to get her to lick the sensitive bud. Mrs. Parker grabbed and squeezed Ally's cheeks as she held her in place and continued to mop up Ally's seeping juices with her tongue. "Oh please God, please," Ally said as Mrs. Parker continued to hold short of her clit. She tried moving again and Mrs. Parker slapped her on her right cheek. "Ow!" Ally cried out and grabbed the bedspread. Mrs. Parker mumbled something but with her tongue pressed against the folds of her pussy, Ally couldn't make it out. She straightened her tongue and plunged it into Ally. She curled it as she withdrew it and brought it close to Ally's clit. "I need it, oh God I need it," Ally whined as Mrs. Parker teased her. Ally sat up and released the bedspread with her right hand and reached under herself to unbutton the front of her dress. She reached in and pushed down one of her bra cups and brushed her palm over her hard nipple. She gnashed her teeth as she gently pinched the sensitive nub. Mrs. Parker picked up her pace and was rapidly tongue-fucking Ally's pussy but still avoiding her clit. "Mmmmmm," Ally moaned, "God, lick my clit, please." Ally moved her hand to her mouth and slipped in her index finger. She swirled her tongue around it and moved it deeper into her mouth, for a moment wishing it was Benny's cock instead of her finger. She withdrew her finger and brought her hand back to the front of her dress. As she reached in, the bedroom door opened. Mrs. Parker quickly removed her face from Ally's pussy. Ally struggled to break free from her grip and jumped to her feet. With her panties still around her ankles she lost her balance briefly. She bent over and pulled them up. Mrs. Parker was still on her knees and was looking back over her shoulder. Mr. Parker was standing in the doorway. His mouth hung open and his jaw looked unhinged. His wide eyes traveled back and forth between his kneeling wife and his son's girlfriend. Ally had no idea how much he'd seen but was certain he'd seen enough. She cursed under her breath when she realized her dress was still unbuttoned and turned away to button it. Mrs. Parker was the one to cut through the silence, "Either come in or leave, but for gosh sake shut the door!" Her tone was one of exasperation, not of someone who'd just been caught eating the pussy of her son's girlfriend. "What are...but...why are...," Mr. Parker's usually assured voice had been replaced by something Ally had not heard before. He continued to stand unmoving in the doorway. "Shut the door!" Mrs. Parker said louder. "Hey dad, I'm almost done," Benny's voice carried down the hallway. Mr. Parker finally woke up from his trance. He turned toward the voice and stretched his arm out and held up his hand. "Stay there Benjamin, I uhh...I'll be down there in a minute. Just finish getting ready." Appearing satisfied that Benny wasn't coming down to their bedroom, he stepped inside and shut the door. He folded his arms across his large chest. "Barbara, what are you...what are you doing?" Some of the confidence was coming back into his voice. Mrs. Parker finally stood to her feet. She brushed off her dress and smoothed down her blonde hair. A large lock of hair had come out of her bun and dangled over her eyebrow. "I said, what are-," Mr. Parker said. "I heard what you said," Mrs. Parker said. Although her voice was low, it dripped with venom. "Maybe you could try to keep your voice down." "Don't play games with me," Mr. Parker lowered his volume but his tone was no less serious. He unfolded his arms and pointed at his wife "What were you doing?" "What does it look like?" Mrs. Parker extended her arms to the side and then put them on her hips. "We're getting ready for the retreat. We were praying." Mr. Parker stroked his shaved face. "Hmm, well it looked like you were-," he said. "And what of it?" Mrs. Parker leaned forward on her toes. She stuck her thumb over her shoulder at Ally. "Do you have any idea what kind of girl your son is courting?" Ally's ears perked up as she was brought into the dispute. "Don't change the subject. What does that have to do with-," Mr. Parker said. "Do you remember when she came over for family movie night and we went upstairs and left her downstairs with Matthew and Benjamin? Do you know what I found in the couch cushions?" Mrs. Parker said. She turned to look at Ally as if expecting her to answer. Ally turned her face to the floor. She debated crawling under the bed. Mrs. Parker spoke when Ally remained silent. "I found tissues. Tissues that Benjamin had ejaculated into." Mr. Parker's face tightened up in apparent revulsion. "Apparently, she," Mrs. Parker pointed at Ally as she spoke, "performed oral sex on him in the living room." Mr. Parker's face relaxed and his eyebrows went up. He leaned slightly to his right to try to look at Ally around his wife. "Yeah, there's a lot going on that you don't know about," Mrs. Parker said. "I don't know if you're blind or you just choose not to see it." Mrs. Parker began pacing in front of the bed. "All I have been trying to do is reign in her bad behavior. I mean really, do you want a girl like this," she gestured at Ally, "around your son?" Mr. Parker stroked his face again as if giving it serious thought. "No, the things I do aren't easy and yes, touching her makes me want to burn my skin off with the fires of Hell, but it's necessary." Mrs. Parker stopped pacing. "Think about it, what if she goes to this retreat and whores herself around? Everyone knows Benjamin is courting her." "That wouldn't be good," Mr. Parker said. "Not good?" Mrs. Parker was stunned. "Not good? It'd be an embarrassment! We'd be run out of the church." Mr. Parker raised his hand as if he were asking a question in school. "So what do you propose?" His tone had balanced out. Now he sounded like the guy Ally was used to hearing. The one that sounded like he could almost pass for a DJ on a Christian radio station. "Prayer," Mrs. Parker said, "and lots of it." There were several moments of silence before anyone spoke or did anything. Mr. Parker still looked to be considering the magnitude of what had happened over the last couple minutes. Mrs. Parker stepped up to Ally. The young woman flinched when Mrs. Parker reached around and put her hand on Ally's back. "Come on, Alejandra, let's finish up," Mrs. Parker said. Ally couldn't believe the turn of events over the last couple of minutes. "But we can't," Ally put her hand on Mrs. Parker's arm and pushed it down and away. Her eyes focused on Mr. Parker who was still standing near the door. Mrs. Parker followed Ally's gaze. "Don't mind him." She turned back to Ally, "Come on let's go, we don't have a lot of time. You all need to leave soon." Ally couldn't believe what she was hearing. Mrs. Parker put her hand on Ally's back again and gently tugged her back to the edge of the bed. "Come on, let's finish praying." Keeping Him Pure Ch. 05 Ally looked toward Mr. Parker again but he shifted his eyes away and wouldn't meet her gaze. Realizing that he would be no help, she finally gave in and knelt back down next to the bed. She grabbed the bedspread and covered her face with it as Mrs. Parker hiked her dress up. Wasting no time, she quickly pulled her panties down and off. Ally heard Mr. Parker clear his throat and wondered if he was staring at her bare ass and exposed pussy. Mrs. Parker picked up where she left off and began planting light kisses along Ally's slit. She extended her tongue and grazed it along Ally's still-wet lips. Mrs. Parker tenderly sucked the flesh of Ally's thick outer lips while passing her tongue toward the edge of Ally's center. Ally was still trying to come to grips with the absurdity of the situation when Mrs. Parker abruptly pulled back. "You can come closer if you want, James," Mrs. Parker said. Ally's eyes shot open and she turned to look over her shoulder and was prepared to voice a protest. It was bad enough having Mrs. Parker go down on her with a guy in the room but it was made worse with him having a front row seat. Mr. Parker paused for only a moment before crossing the room to the two kneeling females. He still wouldn't make eye contact with Ally and walked as if in a trance as he stepped off to the side to get an unobstructed view. Mrs. Parker started to lean forward again but stopped. "And no touching. You can look, but do not touch her," Mrs. Parker's voice had a sharp edge to it. She looked at Mr. Parker with raised eyebrows until he nodded in compliance. Ally was still uncomfortable with how the situation was unfolding. Remarkably, Mr. Parker looked even more unsettled. He'd stuffed his hands into his pockets and even though his head was turned toward the two women, his body was canted toward the door. He never looked Ally in the face and kept his eyes focused on her backside and on his wife. Ally closed her eyes again when she felt Mrs. Parker's breath on her pussy. Mrs. Parker nuzzled Ally's pussy with her nose, tickling her and making the young woman giggle. Mrs. Parker went back to work suckling her labia. Ally tried to ignore her audience and enjoy the slippery feeling of Mrs. Parker's sloppy mouth sliding through her pussy juice. Mrs. Parker stretched out her tongue and skimmed it along the cleft of Ally's lips. This time, she didn't stop when she reached Ally's clit and lapped at it gently as her tongue passed over it. "Oh God yes! That's it!" Ally cried out. She moaned loudly when Mrs. Parker tongued it again. Mrs. Parker circled it twice with her tongue, making Ally's thighs tremble. She pulled her mouth back from Ally's pussy. "Would you just sit down or something, James," Mrs. Parker said. "Stop standing there like a dolt." Ally was mildly annoyed with the interruption. She hoped he'd go sit in the chair next to the desk but instead felt the bed shifting. Mr. Parker's knee bumped her hip as he sat down next to her. "Sorry," he said quietly. His confident tone had fallen away. Ally regained her focus when Mrs. Parker poked her clit with her tongue. "Oooooo," she cooed and arched her back. Mrs. Parker curled and uncurled her tongue, grazing Ally's clit as she moved it back down her pussy. Mrs. Parker was making her lightheaded. Ally stretched out her arms and torso on the bed, trying to increase her oxygen intake. As Mrs. Parker's tongue went down Ally's lips, she pressed her mouth tight against Ally's pussy, trying to bury her tongue as far into Ally as she could. Mrs. Parker bobbed her head as she forked her tongue in and out of Ally. The movements fanned the flames that were engulfing her pussy. "Mmmmmm God yeah," Ally grabbed the bedspread and yanked it down from the head board, sending the pillows tumbling across the bed. Mrs. Parker was still holding onto her ass cheeks so she couldn't rock back onto her face. Ally tugged and twisted the bed covering in her hands. Something touched Ally's cheek and her eyes flew open. Mr. Parker had just stroked it with his fingers. Ally stared at them but said nothing. He held his hand up to indicate that he meant no harm. Ally made eye contact with him as his wife soaked her face in her pussy. Mrs. Parker moaned into her and the vibrations rippled up through Ally's core to her face, making it flush with heat. Her mouth fell open as she continued to eye Mr. Parker. Mr. Parker held his hand in the air another moment and then tentatively lowered it to Ally's face. Ally watched it with wide eyes but didn't move away. He ran it down her cheek. The skin was rough, his hand heavy and strong. Ally closed her eyes and let him stroke her cheek. Ally let out a deep sigh as his hand passed up along her cheek to her hair. He brushed the damp hair back from her eyebrow and forehead. Ally opened her eyes again and looked at Mr. Parker. He was smiling for the first time since he had come into the room. He ran his fingertips down Ally's cheek and traced them over her lips. Ally closed her eyes and kissed them as he brushed them along her mouth. Mrs. Parker's tongue spiraled up Ally's slit and snaked over her clit. "Unghhh, unghhh, yesssss," Ally moaned. When she opened her mouth, Mr. Parker slipped a finger past her lips. Ally didn't refuse it and instead tightened her lips around it. Mr. Parker moved it in further and Ally began swirling her tongue around the tip. Each time Mrs. Parker licked Ally's clit, she licked Mr. Parker's finger and moaned on it. Mrs. Parker increased the pace of her tongue. Ally was getting close to exploding. She could no longer get enough air in through her nose. She grabbed Mr. Parker's arm and moved her mouth off of his finger. He put his hand on top of her head and stroked her hair. Ally kissed his arm between breaths. "What did I say! I said no touching!" Mrs. Parker's voice boomed up from behind Ally's rear. Mr. Parker pulled his hand away from Ally's head and Ally turned to look back. Mrs. Parker was glaring at them both. "Darn it James!" Mrs. Parker slapped Ally on the butt as she spoke, making Ally jump. "I'm...I'm sorry Barbara, I just...," he gestured toward Ally. Mrs. Parker looked back at Ally and rolled her eyes. She stood up and Ally cringed and pressed herself flat against the bed. Ally's eyebrows shot up as she watched Mrs. Parker grab the bottom of her own dress and lift it up her legs to reveal a pair of plain white 'granny-panties'. She grabbed them and lowered them down her hips. Ally caught a glimpse of thick, dark blonde hair over her crotch as the dress fell down to cover herself. She stepped out of the panties and tossed them off to the side. "Get up on the bed," Mrs. Parker sounded irritated. Ally glanced at Mr. Parker, who had a blank look on his face, before slowly crawling up onto the bed. She had no idea what Mrs. Parker wanted her to do so she stopped and knelt on all fours in the middle of the bed. Mrs. Parker grabbed her roughly by the hips. "Turn around and lay down," Mrs. Parker said. Ally did as she was told and let Mrs. Parker push, pull, and shift her until she was laying near the edge of the bed with her legs dangling off the side. Mrs. Parker knelt down on the floor and pushed Ally's legs apart and then turned to her husband. "Come on, hurry up," she waved him over. She took her hands off of Ally's legs just long enough to lift her dress. The skin on Mrs. Parker's round ass was even paler than on the rest of her body, almost porcelain white. But for a woman in her 40s, it was in good shape. Mr. Parker stood and walked around behind the kneeling Mrs. Parker. Ally watched as he unbuckled his dark slacks and let them fall to the floor. His white button up shirt hung down to his underwear. There was an unmistakable bulge in the front of his 'tighty-whities'. "And you know we already had sex once this month," Mrs. Parker said over her shoulder, "so this is going to count as the one for next month." Mr. Parker nodded, not even seeming to give it any consideration. He lowered his underwear and his cock sprang free. Ally immediately noticed with some amusement that he was considerably smaller than Benny's. It was shorter and had less girth and curved slightly to the right. It bobbed like a spring as he knelt down behind Mrs. Parker. Mrs. Parker lowered her head between Ally's thighs. She kissed the right one just above her knee and then paused as Mr. Parker got into position behind her. Ally propped herself up on her elbows as she watched him take hold of his cock in one hand and take hold of one of Mrs. Parker's ass cheeks with the other. "Mmmmmm," Mr. Parker moaned as he pressed himself into his wife. He withdrew and then rocked his hips forward making Mrs. Parker grunt. His next strokes were slower. He grabbed Mrs. Parker's ass with both hands and settled into a slow but solid rhythm. Mrs. Parker turned her attention back to Ally and began kissing her thigh again, working her way back up to her pussy. Ally laid all the way back as Mrs. Parker licked the edge of her thigh right next to her pussy. She ran her tongue sideways until it found her soaking lips. Ally put her hands on Mrs. Parker's head as the woman licked her smooth slit. She gently guided her head back up to her clit and cried out when Mrs. Parker danced her tongue over it. "Oh fuck yeah!" Mrs. Parker pulled her head back. "You're supposed to be praying, not being a vulgar wench." Ally was stung by the remark and had to bite her tongue. Her first instinct was to reply, "You're the one eating out your son's girlfriend while your husband fucks you doggystyle, but I'm the vulgar wench?" Ally let her head fall back and ran her fingers through Mrs. Parker's hair. Mrs. Parker flipped her tongue back over Ally's clit and down to her entrance. She devoured Ally's slick pussy as her husband's thrusts rocked her back and forth. Ally opened her eyes to see a grinning Mr. Parker looking back at her. His face was red and shining with perspiration. Ally reached up and began to undo the buttons of her dress. Mrs. Parker's tongue-fucking made it difficult to for Ally to find the finger dexterity to work the buttons but she managed to get them open. Mr. Parker watched her intently as she pulled open the dress. Still making eye contact, Ally pulled down her bra cups and exposed her tits to her boyfriend's father. Mr. Parker's eyes glazed over and he licked his lips as he gazed at Ally's light-cinnamon globes. Ally palmed her breasts, caressing the hard, dark nipples. She stuck her tongue out at him and licked the air between them. Mr. Parker responded by increasing the pace and force of his thrusts. Mrs. Parker's mouth crashed against Ally's pussy with each one. The impact made Ally's clit throb. Ally gyrated her hips and ground her pussy against Mrs. Parker's face. Mrs. Parker lifted a hand to Ally's pussy and eased a finger into her hot box. She curled it into Ally's pussy while her tongue raced circles around Ally's clit. Her lips skipped off of it every time Mr. Parker pushed her forward. "God yes, mmmmmmm!" Ally squeezed her tits and rubbed her nipples with her index fingers. Mr. Parker's breathing was getting quicker and she could tell he wouldn't last much longer. She stared him in the eye and shook and bounced her breasts at him. The smacking sound of Mr. Parker's hips banging against Mrs. Parker's ass was almost drowned out by the heavy breathing in the room. Mr. Parker's forehead was covered in sweat. Mrs. Parker's blonde bun shook as he plunged into her. Ally took her hands off of her breasts and put them back on Mrs. Parker's head. She pulled it tight against her pussy as she bucked her hips, trying to get herself off. Mrs. Parker pushed back against her and tried to speak. "Bbwwon't cumminme," she tried to say. Ally deciphered that it was a direction to Mr. Parker not to cum inside of her. Mrs. Parker's tongue slipped between Ally's pussy lips. Ally lifted her legs and put her feet flat against the bed as she rocked her hips against Mrs. Parker's face, trying to ride the woman's tongue. Mr. Parker was like a jackhammer as he pounded Mrs. Parker's pussy. Sweat rolled down his face and his smile turned to a grimace. Ally's toes curled and she shut her eyes as the pressure in her clit reached a breaking point. "Oh God, fuck yeah!" She bounced against the bed and held Mrs. Parker's hair tightly as her thighs began to shake. "Oh God, unggghhh!" Mrs. Parker kept pressing her tongue into Ally's pussy as the younger woman ground it against her face. The waves of Ally's orgasm rolled over her body, tossing her like a ship lost at sea. Every muscle felt as though it was pulsing in unison. She tried to limit her vocalizations to muted screams as to not pique Benny and Matt's interest as to what was really going on in the room. Ally loosened her grip on Mrs. Parker's head but kept rubbing her pussy on her tongue. Ally shuddered each time Mr. Parker pushed her forward and sent Mrs. Parker's mouth scraping over Ally's clit. Soon, the contact became painful and Ally released Mrs. Parker's head. Mrs. Parker licked Ally's slit from bottom to top, making Ally gently push her head away. Ally put her legs back down and tried to bring her breathing under control. Mr. Parker's breathing had become very short and shallow. "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!" Mr. Parker grunted. Ally cracked open her eyes and watched as Mr. Parker withdrew from his wife. As soon as he did, Mrs. Parker scrambled to her left and sat back on her butt. Her usually well-kept hair, was a mess of flyaway locks. Mr. Parker stared at Ally as he grabbed his cock and stroked it. He continued to thrust his hips as if he were still fucking his wife. A vein stuck out in the middle of his red, sweaty forehead. His cheeks were puffed out as he exhaled sharply. His hand was a blur along the length of his shaft. Ally instinctively flinched when he started cumming, even though he was still a couple feet away. His body shuddered and he bent slightly at his waist, almost looking like he'd been shot in the stomach. Thick ropes of cum shot out of the end of his dick and fell below Ally's view. Mr. Parker leaned his head back and stroked out a few more smaller spurts. He continued to 'call upon God' as the last of his cum dribbled out over his hand and fell to the floor. When he was done, he lowered his face and looked at Ally. Ally suddenly realized she had been openly watching him and averted her eyes. Mrs. Parker got to her feet and went to the bathroom. Mr. Parker stooped and began pulling his underwear and pants back up. Ally pressed her breasts back into her bra cups and pulled her dress back down her legs. She sat up on the bed and began buttoning her dress while her eyes scanned the floor for her underwear. The area in front of the bed was dotted with Mr. Parker's cum. Ally spotted her panties off to the side of the bed, thankfully well clear of his 'blast zone'. "Here, clean up that mess," Mrs. Parker emerged from the bathroom with a handful of wet paper towels. She shoved them into Mr. Parker's hand and returned to the bathroom, slamming the door shut as she went. Mr. Parker avoided Ally's gaze and knelt and began to rub the paper towels into the dark carpet. Ally stepped around him and retrieved her panties. She sat back on the bed, away from where Mr. Parker was cleaning. She put her hands in her lap, crossed her legs, and bounced them against the side of the bed. Mr. Parker looked to be immersed in his task and using it as a distraction from what had just unfolded. He was pressing down so hard on the paper towels that tiny pieces of them were tearing free and spreading around on the carpet. For the most part, he had only managed to work his cum into the carpet, leaving behind several faint, wet spots. He finally stopped rubbing and his attention was drawn toward the bed where Ally's legs were tapping the bed. His eyes fixated on her white crocs and followed the contour of her legs from her ankles, up her calf, until they disappeared beneath her dress. Ally stopped moving her legs when she realized he was looking at her legs. She couldn't take her eyes off of him as he drank in the sight of her. He had the same look of drunken lust as he'd had when he was staring at her spread eagle on the bed. His eyes continued up her body, pausing for a moment at her chest. When his eyes met Ally's, there was a mutual wantonness that charged the air between them. Ally uncrossed her legs and put her feet flat on the floor. She could feel heat starting to rise in her chest again. Mr. Parker stood, keeping eye contact with Ally. He rolled the ragged paper towels over in his hands and plucked pieces from the ends of them, which he dropped on the floor. He gave Ally a broad smile and dropped the remains of the paper towels on the floor. Ally felt her heart begin to race as he walked over to her and sat down next to her on the bed. As wrong as it felt, there was something drawing her toward him. His chiseled features. The broad shoulders. The large strong hand which he was now holding in the air just above her knee. Benny was a cute boy, but his father was all man. Ally moved her hands to the side as Mr. Parker grabbed her knee. Chills went up her spine as he caressed it and continued to look deep into her eyes. Ally felt herself falling into the pool of his dark brown eyes, unable to control herself. Even though she told herself to fight it, Ally didn't move when his face drew closer to hers. She closed her eyes and melted as she felt the rough stubble from his chin, followed by the soft touch of his lips. Mr. Parker moved his hand from her knee to her thigh and squeezed it hard. Ally felt his tongue on her lips and parted them to allow it in. Benny's kisses had always lifted Ally off her feet and made her feel like a feather on the air. His father's kiss was setting fire to her very soul. Ally reached up and grabbed the back of Mr. Parker's head and pulled it tighter against hers. She met his tongue with her own and tried to dominate it. Mr. Parker wouldn't be outdone and matched her passion. Ally's head was swimmy and she was starting to feel weak. Washed away with desire. She leaned her body against Mr. Parker, pressing her breasts against his solid chest. He moved his hand from her thigh to her back and pulled their bodies closer. Ally moaned into his mouth as he rubbed the small of her back. Neither of them heard the water shut off in the bathroom or the bathroom door open. There was no telling how long Mrs. Parker had been watching them. The only announcement of her presence came by way of a high-pitched shriek. Ally and Mr. Parker threw themselves apart with Mr. Parker jumping to his feet. Mrs. Parker was seething. Her breath came and went in loud, sharp puffs. Her fists were clenched so tightly that her forearms were trembling. "What are you...!?" she let loose another loud scream. She drew her hands up and extended her fingers to the point that they looked like claws. She looked like a lioness about to pounce. Mrs. Parker's intended target, Ally, shifted on the bed toward the door. When she moved, Mrs. Parker darted across the room at her. Mr. Parker stepped into her path at the last second and grabbed her around the waist. "Let me go, James! Take your hands off of me!" Mrs. Parker's yelling would've woken the dead. She struggled to get past him but he held her in place. Ally slid off the side of the bed and moved to the door. "How could you do this to me!? My husband! You whore!" Mrs. Parker's voice seemed to shake the lamps on the night tables by the bed. "Get out of my house!" Ally opened the bedroom door and stepped into the hallway. She jumped when she spotted Benny at the end of the hallway. Keeping Him Pure Ch. 05 "What's going on?" Benny said as he hurried down the hall to her. "I heard you all praying, then it was quiet, and now...what is she doing?" "Benny...I'm...," Ally could hardly face her boyfriend. "Get out!" Mrs. Parker growled from the bedroom. Ally turned away from Benny and ran to the stairs. Benny called out to her but Ally didn't break stride, bounding down the stairs and jumping off the next to last stair. Matthew was sitting in his father recliner but Ally didn't acknowledge him as she ran past. She threw open the front door and ran outside, not even bothering to shut the door. Ally heard Benny call out to her again but she didn't even slow down. She leaped from the front steps, leaving the 'Bless Our Home' sign in her wake. She ran down the path splitting the front yard of the Parkers' well-manicured lawn and crashed through the gate of their white picket fence. A tear was rolling down her cheek when she reached the sidewalk. She lost her balance for a moment as she changed direction on the sidewalk. Then she ran, and ran, and ran. As fast as her legs could carry her away from the Parkers.